Made Mysterious

I open the door;
Am greeted by the rooster
Who crows at the sun.

Slowly unfolding,
Violet rhododendron bud
Greets the morning sun.









Buttercup cluster
Shining in the morning dew;
New purple clover.


Single blue flower
Stands above the bubbling stream;
Bright sun shines through it.









Through the broken fence;
Window on the lawn beyond,
Made mysterious.












Sweet scent in the woods;
Wafting from sun dappled woods,
Triggers memories.

Already turning
Yellowed leaves lie among green.
Presence of King Death.












Tip of the ivy
Reaches up telephone pole.
Will stop at the sky.