Mourning and Celebration

Yesterday I stood silently
looking up at the hill
the empty spaces
the lingering pile of wood chips
missing the trees.

The shape of a wing
flashed by
I looked up and there you were
dancing in the sky
reminding me of hope
of joy

Mourning-Wood chips

Hawks dancing IMG_4427

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