Umbria

The window opens to a patch of green

geometric olive trees

rustle in the wind

branches aghast

in rolls the fog

green melds to grey,

obscuring all

there where the hill ascends.

The grape vines quiver

meticulous cultivation

welcomes rain

sweet beneficial water washes down

lightening illuminates the scene.

My eye takes in this savage beauty

like a chalice receiving wine

a moment only

in the course of nature

my nature and my life

pause for reflection.