SHE IS AS BEAUTIFUL

She is as beautiful
as the trees' leaves
glistening underfoot
with watery beads;
breathed upon
by the morning's mist
feeling the cold
season's kiss.

The soft skin
of supple feet
crunching innocently
upon the leaves.

Before winter,
the trees are bare
It is this that is rebirth,
and not the spring.

Copyright ©2007 Ashi Shadow 11/30/07 on Katie