Some like sky 
Affect ever changing 
Fleeting clouds as moments
Intentions dissipate 

Others are moonshaped
Soothsayers drawing in
Ocean whim of attraction
Bold orb to winsome sliver
 
While those most like
Giants of the forest
Branches give shade to
Vulnerable young creatures

Might shed leaves to reinvigorate canopy
A season long hopeful wait
Of beauty immeasurable 

While one of deeply held belief
Molten desire tense decades 
Ashen interest rises
Eruption surprises

Constant fault lines rift
Ocean islands drift
Gentle seasons in the South
Etched in my memory forever