Gregory E. Lucas
Aubade: Amazing — birches

Amazing —
birches:
those two
brought together by
chance like us, limbs not
unlike ours, bare, intermingled, tinted by predawn glimmers.

Saplings
once,
roots apart
but now entwined,
their knotted trunks lean close;
their branches a lattice in the marbled sky.

Listen:
leaves
falling softly,
— even softer than
our voices — rustling, almost unheard
above the raucous crows gathered by the trees.

But
now,
before parting,
before sunrise, beloved,
what wonderment! — like birches on
a frosted hillside, simply touching gladdens the world.