FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

sometime we feel
we are trees
birds roost on one of
our nights
and early morning
even before the sun
shines
upon our leaves
we already experience
a series of
departures

and because these
departures come in so many
forms and
colors
soon we become so attuned
to all

pain becomes a natural thing
like rain
like leaves falling
like winds coming
and then going somewhere

and we gain the courage to say,
"who cares?"