Not a ray of sun;
Everything has a blue cast;
Birds speak quietly.

There are no shadows,
No play of sun among leaves--
Democratic light.











Today's a white day--
White flowers bloom all over
Cutting through the gray.








Patch of soft white blue
Lifts the darkness from the woods--
Whisper of color.














Poised in attack mode
Small spider waits on the road
To vanquish a car.

The ancient tree trunk
Joins its partner forever;
A dark dignity.

Buzz saw far away;
Invisible bird calling;
Running stream bubbles.