Above The Fray

Above The Fray

There is the sense of lightly

skimming, barely putting your toe in

a dance on the froth

of the milk, floating

warm and light

giving ease to the mother cow

Legs stand firm on a board, then

taken aloft by the gust

that forcibly shrugged off

it's neighbors and shot up

skimming, dancing and tapping its notes

a top the placid water

High above the treetops seeing only the forests

and the clouds escaping in

large hand fulls at at time,

skimming the earth's edges

missing the energy and the teeming

textured lives beneath