The Twilight Haze

I wandered among the springtime trees,

and in the stillness they reached out

 

To touch each feeling within my heart,

giving cover to my doubt

 

My life sequestered as I walk alone,

past memories deeply felt

 

The social ramblings of a world at war,

now distanced from itself

 

Like nothing’s happened they praise the earth,

their blossoms all ablaze

 

While the quiet thunders upon itself

—inside this twilight haze

 

(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: April, 2020)

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