Clustered leaves form a nest for the cloud
as I lie below, the tree’s outstretched arms
strengthened and still, waiting for the sky crown
to up and flit away, as I sit upon the tree’s feet
like a second weight, fragile as a burden,
heavy as royalty.
Alphabet Ravine 
Beautifully natural!
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Thank you!
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Your ability to incorporate analogy is exemplary.
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Aww, thank you!
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Love the feeling of being drawn into this rich imagery. Very well done, Lydia! Thank you for the follow on I Write Her. I do hope you enjoy reading my thoughts as I will yours. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Susi! I’m glad I’ve found you and your blog. Very lovely and thoughtful!
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That makes me happy! 🙂
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🙂
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lovely!
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Thank you! 🙂
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you’re welcome 🙂
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