Temporary Domain

Cascade of greenery,
A crown of lush shadow
Where the heart lies,
Unafraid of the world.

Fluttering wings windfall,
Their glossy tips still wet;
Dew hidden, free
From the tangled strands of sun-
The eaves, falling falling
To a deep sitting ground.

All the while,
A resting dawn lays down
In the billowing shadows.