Copse

Wooded copses of extended entanglements
Stretch across deserted tree lines that dwindle
Gradually to a glade; waters run from trenches
Towards the heavens of earthless bedrocks.

Watercolored birds fly along the air currents of
Rivers bending at inverted waterfalls reaching
High altitude peaks, where stormy clouds gathered,
Dropping hails at supersonic speeds.

The cost of careless misadventures tamed
Those who’d been injured, while the wise
Sat idly watching the foolish try to soar.


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