Pathway to Nowhere

Just outside the bank,

Two deer munching and grazing;

(Waiting for teller?)

Ten shades of sunshine

In front of kitchen window

Sifting through the leaves.

"Happy Fall," he said;

"Beautiful", I respond.

The jogger jogged on.

Instant water ponds

Stare into the sky above,

Reflecting the trees.

Moss-grown gray slate lies

In the middle of the lawn:

Pathway to nowhere.

Dead evergreen tree

Stands before its living kin--

Juxtaposition.

Through and over it:

New green leaves and steel railing--

Soft force of nature.

Many eyes peek out,

Watch with different irises,

From the same road bush.