Among the dried and brittle stalksOf summer's grass and weeds,A goose down feather flutters; Caught in a harsh placeDances to the wind's musicDancesDances

Fuzzy furry leavesSoaking sunlight Across the winter pastureResting, feedingLike so many woolly green lambs.

Rusted curl of metalBinding wooden bundlesRough, strong,Like a weathered statue Flexing his arm muscles.