from beauty to reality

green against blue
blue against white
the meeting of the clouds
the trees, and the sky
the water will move
downstream as we do

the wind will sway
every branch on the bark
the rocks will stay
right where they are
the animals hide
until it is dark

but the beasts in our minds
im sure find the time
to haunt all of our dreams
every night
when were tucked into bed
in the sheets all wrapped up
the most vulnerable time
for them to sneak up

this terrible memory
of a demon named dad
no parent or father
neither one i have had
its not missing out
if you really never know
whoever made the other half of you
just had to go