In February’s Yard

this tessellated silhouette of upward winding branches
a growth at Center stage, sprung up in all advantage
washed in lambent seasons by a gentle patron Sun
a testimonial solo to what solar thread has spun
as well a Lofted stage for choral migratory birds
whose verses sound the theatre with each untranslated word
as meanings left to echo, left to echo on the hill
return as filtered truths when all the world is cold and still

this tessellated silhouette of upward winding branches
a growth at center stage, sprung up in all advantage
washed in lambent seasons by a gentle patron Sun
a testimonial solo to what solar thread has spun

as well a lofted stage for choral migratory birds
whose verses sound the theatre with each untranslated word
their meanings left to echo, left to echo on the hill
to return as filtered truths when all the world is cold and still

~2/25/2021

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