the season's first rain
the season's first rain
falls gently on the dry earth
waking up monday
Home
harvest moon rising
harvest moon rising
bathing the earth in silver
happiness this fall
the morning sun breaks
the morning sun breaks
gently lighting up the world
espresso is pulled
on a quest for tea
on a quest for tea
many different tastes are found
is that cup still clean
pampered hedonists
pampered hedonists
wandering in all the dust
another burn gone
the click and a whir
the click and a whir
and the beans start to transform
espresso for lunch
a dragonfly darts
a dragonfly darts
just above the water's edge
waning summer days
in the pale moonlight
in the pale moonlight
whispers of dreams being shared
and then it was now
morning has risen
morning has risen
with the greeting of the sun
what shall burn today
patterns in the dust
patterns in the dust
to be read as with tea leaves
life’s simple pleasures