Haiku poems commonly deal with events on short time scales. In a split second, the frog jumps into the pond. In minutes, the sunset fades. In days, the cherry blossoms fall. How about decades? How about millennia? They can show up too, along with the split second that a camera’s shutter is open.
(BTW, the [Menu] button atop the vertical black bar reveals the widgets.)
Mums are good silk fakes.
Rock is real and will outlast
both mums and viewer.
Dunno why the WordPress algorithm for choosing “Related” posts missed the one that is by far the most closely related: Weather’s Works.