The slant of light gives all a clarity.
Emerald silhouetted leaves quake
against the lustered sky as folded
wings congregate in glimmered shelters,
light and shadow tangled in the branches.
The path curves, and we, dimmer now,
and chill, stepping closer, hand, hand,
turn for shelter and repose,
but somewhere further on we see
shivered light spill redolent evergreen.
