Darkness in Morning

Dim, gray, shiny road,
Just after and before rain.
Sky is a blanket.











At base of the tree,
A round green ball lies resting.
Will it sprout and grow?

Shockingly green leaf
On a bed of shiny brown.
Forest is silent.

Darkness in morning;
Sun neither rises nor sets;
Just a gray stillness.












The familiar bend,
Mysterious as always
In the morning gloom.

Light rain falls softly,
Non intrusive gentle drops;
Ticking on the leaves.

Monster still holds rock
Clutched in its strong wooden jaws,
Waiting to eat it.

On glistening road
Brown leaf falls without a sound.
A hollow breeze blows.