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from the cocoon’s recess.
Spots of color flutter aloft
caught in a wild kaleidoscope,
mimicking motion of the mighty wind
as subtle shadows undulate
on foothills and mountains.
Its tiny legs lift the weight of
a world within a world,
eyes view life through multiple
lenses, angles and perspectives,
voyeurs, witnesses to all our actions,
meaningless words, agendas and propaganda.
Beautiful beings, enlightened creations
soon sold as preserved souvenirs
to tourists who walk the synthetic forests
knowing Nature’s glory days by way of
postcards and photo-shopped images.
a sudden invitation
to stand behind a sea
of harmonious hands
scribing in unison,
to hit pitch perfect,
our loaded pens
home run naturals,
over ink stained
breaking out of