Naked trees

a poem

I fall further,
extinguishing flames
beneath my shackled feet.

My halo’s worn,
reborn underneath 
the obsidian sea.

Torn in two,
I'm cast away
to lighter shores 
I hope to see.

Dreams of daffodils,
while fairies sleep.
To lucid skies,
I wish to keep.

'Til next fall
comes to me.

Perfect Days (2023) dir. by Wim Wenders

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