Tag Archives: spring

Fragile Happenstance

Posted on January 22, 2013 by William Wayne Smith

As I walk to my car, I see the opening flowers. Each petal is a perfect creation. I watch a peaceful light fall on their leaves. White and red are scattered around the garden. I renew this experience every spring. … Continue reading →

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Along the Riverbank

Posted on August 19, 2012 by William Wayne Smith

They were growing along the riverbank. Amidst towering oaks and hidden burrows, houses were filling the area with clutter: Children and lawns, cars and bicycles. The people had forgotten completely. Spring floods came and washed away their homes. A human … Continue reading →

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Summer Fades

Posted on July 19, 2012 by William Wayne Smith

I am sitting near the fountain again. I see leaves on the path as summer fades. I find the whispers of the water soothing. Why don’t I come here more often? The roses are almost gone. The light is gray … Continue reading →

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Spring Crocuses

Posted on May 15, 2012 by William Wayne Smith

This is a beautiful springtime. Trillium and crocuses surround my home. I cannot find their seeds and I lament. As weeks pass by, my seedlings explode. I have a busy routine to care for them. I am filled with awe … Continue reading →

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