morning light flight

Fine shadows weave
The first rays
Through buds
On bare trees.
Morning flight
Spins intricate lines,
Mother nature rides the equines
Black lilies at hand
The invented seed
In her hand
My landscape gulps
Freedom washes
In the dust
Riddles of growth
An honorable chase.
Moisture gives habitat
To the mozzies
They feather my face
Annoyingly.
This vehicle
It’s a juggernaut
Refueling in galaxies
Red
And galaxies
Green.
I always wanted to use
Juggernaut
In a poem
And now it’s done.

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