To evanesce

To be a thread between
The mountains lost and
Wandering.
To slip through valleys
Voiceless on the blue
Of evening
Moving
Under veils of moonlight
Tenuously clung.
To pay a dept for morning
With a sigh of rain and let
The forest drink before
The heat of day.
To linger cool and distant,
Silent to the dissonance
Of sunlit places and the
Pace of hours spent in drought,
Just a filament of haze
To kiss the treetops,
Pale and almost lucid,
And to evanesce.

#Glennallen #Alaska

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