simplify

I've noticed there aren't all that many churches in town, now that I'm actually looking for them.


Seemingly out of nowhere a bridge crosses to nothing.


They must have got the boot from the field by the guy on the lawnmower making all that noise.


Petal flowers sharing the colour.


bad at allurement
flower must resort to a finger
pointed in the right direction


the sun lit the tiny candles
with a piece of itself
to burn the colour of fire


three birds simulate duality
one tree emulates reality
split along a dividing line


pinned between rocks
held forever in the stream flow
a fish turns to stone


led on a journey of self discovery through following the spiral to the place within frame where balance dictates the shape we seek will go yet when we finally know we find it was all just a shadow cast on the inside of questing mind