an autumn
walk in the woods
is to step inside the masterpiece
Magnificence
I gloried
in the maple
taking her color as my strength
Unselfconscious
daffodil’s humility
amplifies
her magnificence
Magnificence
her majesty
saves a place for me
while holding up the sky
Twig with Lichen
magnificence
masquerading as
the mundane
Center
The pines encircle the most ancient one
who has lost her needles but not her magnificence.
Sacred is the center.