Water ripples – 1000 miniature waves;
Marching ants in unison.
Just one left behind.
One goose cries out to the skein, ready to unite?
Snow topped highlands blend to clouds
Wind rushes into waves
Sun runs like waterfall from hillside to water
Peaks in the clouds that they forgot to colour in.
Puffs of white stacked on mountain
The best and worst of life: To sit alone