there are days in which

in your autumn glow, right now

on the forest floor

I see reflection

echoes with branches in streams

puddle of raindrops

so precious is now

you are like honey and light

but, sometimes I break

those moments of pause

ripples from raindrops expand

centuries of flow

the sea leaves presents

smoothing bumps, magnifying

beauty does abound

you have the widest

better plotted in polar

bring us forth those pearls

your path can be framed

change my radius of thought

just beaming with joy

ribbons of fungus

find the space within your mind

announce the sunset

I saw you today

I see you and your colors

it can feel hopeless

this year you have bloomed

but drops — collecting, dripping

with your fluff and stance

plan those garden beds

merging with the trees and leaves

transforming in growth

“it’s the hill your on”

of warm coffee in my cup,

of growth and decay

even the strongest

so you can hear the whispers

that you still love them

sine waves in the clouds

to run, prance through life’s meadows,

when alone with time

you gather right there

your calls and antics amuse

fractal winter days

the most shadowed trail

lead us to the mind’s wonders

today, good morning!

coding with patterns

generations green and full

between our essence

I am to math art

they guard their posts — stand ready

the eddies of life

with no dimension

for the hidden forest doors

due to gratitude

see generations

the weight gives way for the light

to what reference?