A carpet of green
Flows from the lawn to the trees
Lit by the sunshine.
The sun hides its face
For a brief second or two;
(For eternity.)
Rhododendron bloom
Has fallen far to the ground
Where it still glows pink.
With its green neighbors
The dead dull brown fir tree stands:
Life/death side by side.
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Only its mirror
Shines under thick foliage
To show the swift stream.
A burst of sunshine
And the road becomes shadows
That flash through the woods.
Between mailboxes
The young sapling has flourished.
(Will it topple them?)
Drifting through the sky
With a look of wonderment,
Slowly dissolving.
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