A full moon rises above ageless olive trees
Dark granite bolders reflecting with gentle ringlets
Rosmary fragrance as I walk through underbrush
A fresh breeze from snow mountains far above
White asphodels shining on temple ruins
Crispy sparkling air, woodfire smell
Rain will fall soon
(c) 2004 Franz L Kessler
vesna
Nancy
see, smell, feel the season and the place.
Wundebar!
~Chrissie
Well done!