On the 16th of December

The sky,
Rose petal and lavender
With tinges of tangerine,
Peeked through tree gaps like an old friend
Who’s seen it all
Yet continues to persist
Morning after morning
Sunrise after sunrise.

A floating figure of indistinguishable shape
Dances among the treetops
For the briefest of moments
Before disappearing from view.
Perhaps a balloon or a kite
Or wayward cloud
Come to kiss the horizon
Like a bashful child.

© 2017 Obliquity of the Ecliptic

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