several months ago on a journey
I marvelled at the birch trees
standing erect yet bowed
a majesty of mystery and virtue
Marvelled, I standing, bowed, yet striving
against the multi-hued sky
birch trees
and vast variety of weeds and flowers
wild in the sun, in the shadow, against the highway
moving I to I in the twilight
anticipate memories to come.
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