Late morning – Summer

 

Wilting light and the shadow of a bird.

The trees rest on their upward journey.

At their peaks are crowns of leaves and cloud.

The sky is a blue kilm, fired by the sun.

Like a crystal arc it takes the light

and changes it to water.

 

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