Skyhanging

Walking through greenwood,
verdant emeralds
and delicate willows,
then parting company
with the satellite of trees
we
hill stand,
sky gaze.
Rising,
hilltop dizzy
under wide shies punctured
by twists of cloud.
Arms outspread
bodies falling into the wind,
carried bird high
into the void
we watch the glint of feather
grazing our hands
as we
sky hang
slipping the breeze
like otters planing
through water.

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