the wind comes suddenly

like a dragon’s breath

the trees creak in protest

sword ferns sway in combat 

the raven cries a warning

the wrens join the chorus

 

with an inhale, the dragon retreats

the wind only a whisper

like the wings of an angel

the chorus becomes a eulogy

 

the big cat, freshly preened

purrs a hymn of gratitude

 

the elk lay still

rivulets of life force

bleed upon his mossy grave 

 

the vanilla leaves droop in mourning

the bleeding hearts weep

the fawn lilies bow their heads in sorrow

 

the sun’s last rays illuminate

his spirit hastily departed

 

Poem # 28 for Poetry Month

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