A quilt of worn bricks
remains
beneath moss and needle carpet.
Birch and pine and maple
glide skyward
through broken foundation,
through anamnesis.
And leaf-strewn steps
tumble
d
o
w
n
— like memory —
to the abiding
gray
sea.
— C.Birde, 9/16
Woodland Staircase — An Image
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How beautiful! Looks like you,re having fun.
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Thank you! <3 Yes, we are enjoying ourselves! 🙂