Misty morning waking

Transcending gardened dawn.

Hill breezes lift to spirit mountain.

Weaving words into a sail.

Rafting on a perfect read.

Down a river, crystal clear.  

Blowing me to leeward shores.

Little birds tweet on a limb.

Wisteria petals hang in ringlets.

Noon is shadowed by the clouds.

Sunsets light up every surface

Evening’s stars dance everywhere.