reflection

Nature’s reflection holds me
in her fragile gaze.

I reflect the bare branches
of curly messy hair.

The View

Condensation moves
My view of the world
Distant trees stand
Distorted by condensation

Wild wind whistling
Rain lashes the outside
Near and far from me
Whistling outside prison

Ceiling light reflection
Raindrops dance in my light
Outside, night creeps slowly
My view reflects only me

Condensation sets in
Rain running down, down
Outside is a dreamland
Rain, wind and whispers

My warm prison is artificial
My view, clear in my reflection

a solitary figure stands on the lakeshore

lost in deep contemplation

the many shadows take her thoughts

feeling subtle vibrations

so many hidden details in the landscape

revealing differences within

the sound of birds singing their song

looking into her reflection