Fire In The Upper Field

There was a moment today where the sun hit
the leaves of the tree by the upper field
and it shone dazzling copper

I stood in quiet awe
like I had found hidden treasure
or witnessed an unexpected birth
and the leaves glowed and smouldered
for a few seconds
as if small god had thrown handfuls of pennies
into the sky

Against the gilt backdrop
he walked all that way
and I could see the shape of him
cut against the gold and shimmer
the pace of his walk
as he came to find me
and to talk

Author: ataraxicat

All characters and events are fictitious, probably.

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