but oh the midnight moon
an echo of the sun
throwing rings of gold
The Shooting Stars Obscured
Wood From Wood
and so the mushroom
replicates
the tree’s rings of life
Wearing Rings Like Saturn
from the forest floor
emerges
another universe
One Of Two
each circle self distinct
bark barrier between
but time and proximity
merge two into one
Presage of the Leaves
geranium begins
fall’s colors
creeping in
Surface Diving
beneath
what is seen
symmetrical rings
Telling Time
wrinkles not rings
tell the secrets
of this tree’s age