let us lie upon the sky

and look upon the grass

where the rain drops grow

and the dew drops listen

 

on the newly mown clouds

falls the shadow of the hills

where the white flowers fly

and the black birds blossom

 

the roots of the apple tree are waving in the breeze

whilst the twigs and branches flutter through the dull brown earth

an enterprising slug writes his name up on the sky

and an aeroplane trails slime upon an upturned rock

 

upside down and downside up

inside out and outside in

let the birdsong pause and the silence call

for you’ve not seen nothing till you’ve seen it all

 

deirdre burton