blue
the
dome
and
gold
the
leaves
and
fierce
the
wind
that
stirs
the
trees
and
black
the
basil
stung
by
frost
limp
proof
forever
never
was
and
yet
forever
in
the
way
the
gold
leaks
into
all
that
changes
leaf
and
child
and
bliss
and
loss
the
arc
of
black
bird
thrill
enough