Sway

The wind is patient in the dark
giving in to trees
holding them
rocking them
darkly
as their own shadows would
singing nothing
as it is all to say
aspirating
into their coming sobs
rocking their limbs in hers
the little ones
thought themselves big this year
sway all the way
to where their trunks spread
over the ground
and probably on
the wind
gives up to the trees
to rock them, darkly.

jan 5, 2012