Foresight

Majestic mountains
repose in blankets of clouds.
Bracing for Winter.

Innocence

Sunflowers kissing
in the wind. Alive, carefree. 
Pure and simple joy.

Expatriates

They travel far from
home, sinking roots in strange lands.
Like wildflower seeds.

Without a Doubt

Love is a river
of fire. Cross it with trust,
or it will burn you!

Can't let go...

The Apricot tree,

laden. But it won't drop fruit

till they are rotten.