A Restful Pause

Tumbling backwards
from sitting on a fallen
bough allows me
to quickly contemplate
the possibility of a
harsh arrest

and I do land with
a forceful thump

thankfully only
my hand feels the
prick of pain
from a wayward root.

As I lay fully
stretched
blue above sifts through
layers of autumn
and trembling aspen
twirl their leaves in
a dance for me.

© Richard L. Provencher
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