As we walked along this summer day we could see the sun's passion etched within the peaks of small cottony clouds, it bled a scarlet ecstasy across the day's dealt skies. The air was scented with the fresh aroma of lilacs and roses from the houses nearby, yet a staleness lingered beneath its cover as we walked through grass less thick than the air. There were benches to our left, tucked in slight shade of an old oak. they seemed weathered in time, but still had yesterday's news draped atop the seats. We continued on our way and could see through thirsty fields along our path wheat as it danced to the wind's soft lullaby, we paused to watch nature's melody...
as wind brushes over
fields of wheat pull back covers
deer hidden within
We continued on our way down the windy road, our feet kept beat with the chatter of chipmunks as we kicked up dust from the once cobblestone path. The haze behind us lifted silently towards the sky, momentarily tucking the sun behind its shadows. Our ears could hear a rumble, almost as if angry skies were upon us, when we saw the river ahead of us...
over tops of stones
fast river stumbles along
in its wake fish jump