Sunday, July 26, 2009

leaves rain on cloudless skies

quietlaughter
leaves rain on cloudless skies
winds play a symphony
through the trees
while i sit under a maple
with leaves of fire
i close my eyes
and hear squirrels
dashing madly through the brush
storing away what they will soon forget...
shadows dance as last sun spills around me
and the day falls away
i look up and smile at the winking sun
and raise my hand, palm exposed
to feel the kiss of each leaf
in the breeze, each shaft of light
you ask "do the clouds change the sun?"
and i whisper to you
in this sacred place
"no".

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