one green leaf
jewel of the oak
veined face turned towards the sun.
behind and to the side
others
leaf after leaf
sisters of the forest.
hard thin needles gather
in family groups in this shadowy ballroom.
thick pillars of redwood
crossed by ochre
peeling arms of madrone.
dust particles stunned
in shafts sent by the sun.
a feathered blue diamond streaks
from the left down to the right
bounces onto a branch
and somewhere a fat squirrel
sits back and laughs
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