So startled to see
the full tender flesh
of the flowers;
proud colors
present themselves
before the overcast sky
faithfully to the sun.
these fall days;
about to tumble…
 the wind wisps about me.
I see a tree struck
 by lightening;
a cloven branch clings to the trunk, 
its leaves at my feet, curling with burning crimson.
I gaze up and blink
at the tree’s green leaves.