Swinging legs in a tree

where I wish to be -

 If monkey see monkey do,

will you join me too?

 

There's fat lil' robins round,

waddling hopping on the ground

if we act like those

and be light on our toes,

where would we chance to end up?

 

bitter by flutterfly

soar and dance into the sky

 horizon is an illusion

won't you sway with me?

 

The wind is singing

feathered lullabies upon our skin

breathing life into the soul

Caressing your weary winter wounds

does it seduce you too?

 

I'll brew us a cup strong enough

 of bittersweet melodies

and once drunk up

to the pine I'm going,

gaze to the clouds

all the while unknowing

 I'm just a mortal human -

I cannot fly.

Afraid of heights as well.

 

 But should I ever pass

in untimely ways,

what a wonderful story left to tell~

 

Here's to hoping your legs dangle in the breeze, light of mind, and deep of soul...

~Lilli