Beneath a Cover Green

Beneath a cover, green
forest silence. Loud.
The song of heaving life
the chattering crowd.
The crackle of feet
crunching on litter
The scatter of life
creatures a skitter.
The breathe of air
sighing through laughing willows.
Rain drops down
on chestnut, trifoliate pillows.
A cessation of song
in the canopy
the death of silence
no more cacophony.
Then music of water
singing rapids ahead
relief or burning blisters
burst and bled.
Limp on new walker
hikes almost done.
Trees will give-way to.
blue-skies and sun.

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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