the unbroken drifts in the fields against the trees
the long shadows where do they end
when the horizon bisects the sun
do they cling for awhile to the curve of the earth
do fly straight off into space
is that what space is endless shadow
shade overlapping shade crosshatched and interwoven
from the shadows of the planets of a trillion suns oh
our imaginations are limited and our minds are weak
it's all we can do to think are there even other trees
let alone of the answers to the you and the me?
