This Cosmos

The tall, dense, tree of life 
divides the culture, ages. 
Will witness― 
the gorgeous, ruinous and 
hideous days. 

How would I claim 
the legacy of a deaf and dumb 
sky? 

The fragile bones of the 
earth, break. 
Blackberries burn under 
the eyes. 

The hidden herons 
fall involuntarily, when you 
trim the tree for a 
new moon.