Painting Air

Changing landscapes

Painting Air

Reflections come and go

Some like fallen trees

Drying out, rotting on the ground

While others have strangler figs

Wrap their arms and bodies

Tight around and pull them down

Thought some small few

Perhaps numbers more than known

Find a little of their own space

To paint the air their own way.

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