Wednesday, November 7, 2007

The Unseen Tree

I have a maple tree in my back yard.

Or so I discover.

It was there all along, among the small trees growing behind the forsythia.

But the last couple days have been quite brisk,

And this morning,

As I made my mind up to apologize to someone,

The sun caught it just so;

And its leaves previously unremarkable,

Burst into flame.

And all the angels sang.


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