Shrouded trees and autumn mulch
Shining leaves and sponge-mud squelch
Spotted toadstools, crimson red
Sparkling jewels on spiders’ thread
A million drops wrung from the sky
A million drops from leaves on high
A million drops splash to the earth
A million drops to quench her thirst
Through cloudy woods on smoky trails
With glistening cloaks and wispy veils
Two figures drift on through the haze
Two lovers in the misty maze
— Wayne Visser