I saw the sky in a reflection on the water
A patch of blue floating down the creek
The autumn leaves were sunken
Underneath the sheerest glaze
Tree trunk frequencies distorted
By the movement of the water
I was not seeing clearly then
The reflection was untrue
I lifted eyes to sky then
To see the deeply blue expanse
I wandered in the grassy fields
Saw a tree that reminded me of you
Standing a distance from the others
Standing a bit apart
Standing lonely in the sea of grass
Against the ocean sky
I longed to hug the tree there
And murmur words of comfort
I pressed my hand upon the bark
As I passed by
I said, “It will be all right.”
As I passed by
