Dalliance With the Winter Birch

Dalliance With The Winter Birch Crystal glances at the brilliant blue Marching up there with blinding sun soaked sky Clouds stream by They come apart in seams of wonder As the day begins to shine Work waits there on the farm A dalliance with winter wind and trees begin White limbs swing limp, spring back again on birches Firm roots, frozen earth, hold the hard wood down I climb the highest branches there At 8:00 am farm chores start once again They can wait for just a while longer While all of nature sinks into the skin As I figure out how to return Somehow I got lost above the trees Tangled in the maze of branches Caught, never found, while climbing birches Never quite figured out Which way was up or down