Canopy

There is blue sky in the trees
That has  vapor of our vision
As we lift our eyes up to sky.

These leaves are our very sky
With its stars of leaf spaces ,
Like on roof under starlit sky.

These trees are our sky roof,
A  vision reaches as  a vapor
Of eyes half-closed and shut.

As the feet shuffle on earth,
A tree canopy is moving sky
Of   branches locked in love.

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