beneath the snow
revealed by the sun
spring has already begun
Unseen Work
What Wandering Reveals
the worn path
a line of desire
made known
White Azalea
unabashedly naked
is the flowering soul
translucent in the sun
Held
beneath the bark
one birch’s dark night
held sacred by the grove
Revealed
as leaves depart
the hideaway
is made known
Revealed
shadow and ice reveal
the fence’s wobbly fears
Exposure
starkness unveils
beauty’s vulnerabilities