The Beckoning ~

It was a

new-to-me road

that beckoned,

calling my name softly.

 I am glad I heeded its call.

*  *  *

"The more side roads you stop to explore,

 the less likely that life will pass you by."

 Robert Brault

 

As August Concludes ~

 whether intertwined

 suspended

 ditched

 or swamped

August

 knows its colors

*  *  *

"It will not always be summer; build barns."

Hesiod

A Whisper ~

a wind
of
modest demeanor
whispered
its
invitation
unfolding in softness
and
quiet delight
~ ~ ~
these are cattails
that
have burst

the

seed

is incredibly soft
and
can grow only if it lands in water