“You will never reach me”

Free Verse

I took the picture.

Here,
these trees
are fluttering to the wind
as drunk waders.
These giants,
covered with needles
and charged with pine-cones,
are hosting
flying squirrels and nighthawk owls
tallying child’s hand and temporary hearts carvings.
These giants,
cheering and stubborn,
are standing out against
that blue- mocking sky
whispering:

“You will never reach me”.