Saturday, 7 September 2013

Under the Trees

Under the Trees

I found you under the trees
Hidden amongst the grass
A jewel nested amongst
Dew laden blades of green.
A nest with a precious cargo
Lost from sight and memory

And the world disappeared
The traffic, urgent and loud
Fell quiet as I found you
Amongst silent sentinels
Their roots buried deep
Beneath the city streets

I breathed, let go the weight
That dogged my shoulders
Sitting on a picnic table
Listening to boys playing
Birds calling up in the trees

Let life fill me up to the brim
Dragging torpor from my bones
There in the early morning
I let the peace sink in and thoughts
Slip away, until I was empty

Ready to face the day.

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