
It’s still daylight
at the very tops
of the trees
up there
aerie still
remember the day
golden
on the ride down
it’s more night
the closer one
gets to the ground
at root the earth
gives up aroma
in warm loam
and fireflies lift-off
rendezvous flights
for the night
Mother Earth
please tuck us all
away safe
Won’t you bury me in
dry leaves?
© Chagall 2013

beautiful as always
Thank you, McKarlie. i always enjoy your dropping by. —–Chagall