silent streetlights —
my shadow
leads me home

sun after storm
a babbling stream runs
under a fallen tree

words in the sand
a message to be kept
secret in the sea

silver moonlight
lingers among branches
an owl's call

summer solstice
as relentless as the heat
calls of cicadas

chirping birds
the first sunlight
in every drop of dew

informed by the breeze
wind chimes tinkle softly
first drops of rain