The sun is rising Ever toward the zenith Of eternal night. To contemplate self Is to find the soul hidden Amid what is truth. Winter snow is graced As it lay upon the earth By the crocus bloom. Summer storm passes Over resculpted sand dunes - A falcon hovers. The morning sun rays Piercing prison cell bars Lighting inmate's face.
Monsoon rain pauses Rain drops fall from broad leaves One by one by one.
Rippling waters in the stream - Broken moon in parts. First snow of season Covering the freezing earth With a soft, white quilt. Deep, dark monsoon clouds Like the anger in your eyes Dissolves in tears. Early summer rain Soaking tree on rocky cliff - Life's hope on brink. She is also an art photographer.