two grey owls
icy moon followed
by warm eyes
blue linden of dreams—
cold ash, shadows
the full sky grows
the nest of stars
warmth, sand fragrance
home of shadows
dream phoenix
wind roar, thunder echo
—in the distance
fireplace smell
in the home of moonlight
—stillness echoes
dream rose
in sandglass shadow
—new spider web
caterpillar’s way
dandelion field—midday
wind and bees
thirsty grass field
before the moon passes away
dew glistens
thunder storm echo
in the grey shadows
home-fire twitters
false daybreak
the first birds’ voices—
a moving dream
an empty looking
river of oblivion—the bridge
ferns and stars
moon in mist
in the empty field—
weeping willow
