Behind

the shadow of a pine’s
silhouette
an everyday sky
peers --
it’s evening again

a time to shut down
to sleep

and dwell on what has occurred
this day --

the rasp of an antler against
bark of trembling aspen

scraping claw
against rocky surface

and splashing in shallows
as a rainbow flips

windy nudges
against parading ferns
more like flags – a pride in
natural heritage

to sleep and dream
once
more.

(c) Richard L. Provencher