Wolves,
Fearless and cunning...
Snowflakes hover
under a peek a boo sun...
She steps into the colours
of autumn, turning her back...
As I walked over mossy plains
across much traveled rich terrains...
As spring arrives, from natures womb
her season brings, a baby-boom...
Treading gently, trying
to feel close to the heat of...
I have outgrown the mud
survived the frost...
tree flakes swirl the air
golden kisses of autumn...
Outgunned by life, you escape
to epipheny. The inner...
You stand as Sentinels of gold
Garbed in sheaths of green...
On translucent wings
dragonflies disperse the air...
My heart heavily beats, like the days of December
Reminiscing warm rays amid the sky of September...