A smothering of clouds
The sky pressing
Leaves changing
Trees losing
Hard not to see
A metaphor
For some thing
A smothering of
The sky
Leaves
Trees
To see
Some
Saturday morning
Not an escape
Any more
From
Metaphor
No relief
From this place
A longing for
An ancient rock
In a remote forest
A moment of
Peace
On the path to a
Waterfall
Every hero needs a
Quest
If only to keep on
Keeping on
PWS 9.26.20
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