"Summer Serve"
A volleyball caught mid-stillness in golden sand.
The sun hangs low, the bucket and shovel behind it fade to blur.
It feels peaceful, yet distant.
Like summer never really ended.
"Veiled in Mist"
A lonely sail drifts through icy waters.
Colossal cliffs loom in silence.
The sky glows cold, like a secret untold.
Are you heading somewhere
or already lost?