
risen and floating
the uprooted stump
blooms like a lily

Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.

The stump
wears a stubble of frost
autumn’s five o’clock shadow

fingers of moss
entwine the old tree
a lover’s goodbye embrace.

Adorned with angel wings
the color of the sky and ringed with time
the stump slowly returns to its beginning
by nurturing its mother – earth.