Paper Wings


what I am trying

to capture is the sheer

delicacy of it: like the way

that sunlight breaks across

water in a million fragments,

or the smallness of stars

at night and the vastness of

the night sky about them. or

the stars in their deep brown

eyes and how it twinkles

in the afternoon. or the

burgeoning sense of birdsong

in the morning growing with

the growing light. or the

patterns of rain on river. or

the oldness of tree roots. or

the drifting dance of butterfly

wings and the colours each day

unfailingly brings.

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