Complex indigo

Turns mindless in the day glow

Unfixed colours run

Dusty trail blazers

Gather in every corner

Ceremony stands

When blossom has blooomed

These streets will be left empty

No one wants your fruit

Rare ripples reflect

A secret silent shoreline

All we see is waves

Her haze hangs heavy

As our gaze is drawn back south

By herony squarks

Lost in heady scent

Follow the lines we were sent

In dollar and cent

And suddenly leaves

Radiate verdant’s essence

Redefining green

Even dirt can shine

The roughest can still climb

My journey is mine

Ivy climbs these stairs

A solo mission without

A destination

The robin’s pure song

Never sharp or flat or wrong

Where do I belong?

Strong hands have folded

Brilliant minds have faded

Yet the work remains