Treetop

Waving its branches
In greeting,
Each morning
The palmy head
Tilts.
I take it as a
Laurel bedeck.
The treetop
In sole company
Of the blue expanse
Retains all power
There is to offer;
Magnifies it
Each day
And reinstates it
Into my eyes.
Until daybreak.

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