Losing the light – Marconi Union
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We fall from trees with grace.
Wrapping the air around us.
Invisible flares escape,
beauty in the nothing.
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With skill we harness gravity.
Port de bras, passing branches.
Entrechat to gain velocity.
we learned this ages ago.
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Slowing to contemplate metaphase.
I watch the steps.
You watch the degage.
And we carry on.
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Making figures in the crepuscular rays,
We bow
where our coast meets the waves
and we reach the ground.
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image: Mike Homnick
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