no.18 wake-pass

So you’re going away;
Yellowed blades gust in the wake
Unto departure


no.17 rise-fall

Staid fences and walls;
Weathered vines which bear no fruit
Neither rise nor fall

no.6 shadows-hillside

Lights in the city,
Whether day or night sublime,
Make their shadows still

no.5 rejuvenate-hammock

When it seems too much,
Find time to rejuvenate
And dream about hope