Viewing the moon
all become
cloaked in beauty


from the veil of mist
one butterfly


the stars have vanished
moon wears a halo
scent of the storm


cloud upon cloud
silent lightning
moon sliver only


clouds parting
moonlight
on a broken column


summer sunset
so bright
my starlit dreams


deep forest
dapple-sun
a deer shadow


morning fog
as in a dream
within a dream
strangers walking


morning song
sunlight through
a butterfly wing


no moon
no stars
firefly!

--- b. e. adams (7/1/13)