between two lakes and just
off the trail, a young oak
in a clearing, snow
filtering down, shining
bark, clear skin, someone
has hung ornaments
on the limbs
as if more were needed
in this world where nothing
is ever enough
between two lakes and just
off the trail, a young oak
in a clearing, snow
filtering down, shining
bark, clear skin, someone
has hung ornaments
on the limbs
as if more were needed
in this world where nothing
is ever enough