What if mirage
Treetops and Anthills
What if the forest was a mirage?
The tree tops luscious form attracts the indigenous avian.
And should those leaves wither and fall to the dried cracked soil below
Would they return?
Would the insect kingdom reign supreme?
I do not propose the sunbaked earth is unfortunate,
Rather, a result of the mirage.
Do you think it will rain?
More than likely, it will not.
And if it doesn’t, what will become of the trees?
Ah, another mirage none-the-less.
Then what of the insects?
With no home I suspect…
Surely I hear their buzzing…
No, it is wind, the rustling of leaves, the humming of wings.
Come, take shade beneath my emeralds.
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