#94 - a treetop walk

3.4.20

94

a treetop walk

things looking up

set out from sleep

let day in

make through doors

see how day grows!

back from the brink

in among a tracery

see iron sprung to leaf

catch sunshine much moted

and take it to the lightbulb tip

what something lost there?

to the highest, sing

and now I am among

a tree is birding again

a bird trees too

and here are the burstings forth – all song

they are testing the heights

they are trying for far

these trees – I am in their possession

all of the heavenly bodies turn

otherwise mists bury

clouds catch

in every leaf a shaping to fall

what ecstasy the earthing then

the shift, the drift to

vanishing

a curclicue

arc, tangent

blue is the colour of up

a month of sunshine all night so

seasons go round there

each of us twisted like this

to reach

and so get the idea

someone is climbing for moonlight

someone is climbing for stars

I step up to my life here

times like these or any other

look up

and you’ll have the wings