standing
seldom seen
ceaselessly imagined
a future exists in all things
dimensions unknown
sheathed in gossamer
unexpressed until realized
we shine in sunlight
full of life
nurturing ourselves and kin
giving shaded comfort all below
our delicate lines and form
our colors and patterns
emblazon the sky
flutter in the breeze
yet
leaves withered and fading
fall through crisp air to cold soil
reminders of our bound fate
what will remain when we wither
falling away from our twig
where we shone brightly
and gave everything of our selves
standing beside myself
I wonder
what will remain
the tree casts a shadow at my feet
reaching to the clear sky above
sunlight streams across my face
Fair was lots of fun. You should come visit, unless you are already there of course.
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