distance brings us closer
pastel sky and all,
clouds high above the head
no air at all...
we sit is isolation among
the trees so dear,
some of which are curved
severely in honor
of our age...
umbrella designs they
all appear to have
so tall it does not matter
but the beauty they provide
is far superior...
we see our future in these trees
their distance magnified
by their height...
we are consumed by them each day
frightened by them at night,
despite their overbearing presence
they represent our plight,
never knowing what will cause
our lifetime of delight.
January 11, 2025