When I’m too old to carry on
Can’t light a pipe or write a song
Don’t dump me in a elder home
Lest I die out all alone
Prop this body against a tree
Cover with leaves then sing to me
Drink and dance till no eye dry
While I rise to fly fly fly
Black Trees by codifyer
I am not pristine. I am weathered.
My flesh bears the mark of all my indulgences and injuries.
Though it was I who stumbled, my body fell.
I love my carriage now.
It has borne me along all these years.
I know it, recognize it as mine, am grateful for its service.
A home for my soul, twisted no longer.
Came through the dark night, my starling, to shine.
This is one Red Sky at night that will not delight Sailors.
Wildfires around the West have destroyed thousands of Trees and Forest Animals.
There is no telling the future outcome.
Erosion and loss of natural habitat will impact the environment for decades to come.
Miles away from the burning, cloud cover made the night visible with an eerie half light that stunned nocturnal creatures to silence.
The Moon was blood red.
A wound on the face of sky.
Fiery Estuary by codifyer
Look into the Heart of Everything.