under warm canopy
cicadas serenade
a chorus of late summer
still
under sprawling branch
every leaf green
motionless meditation
still
under chambray sky
no breeze to move clouds
they are sleeping in today
still
under shaded eve
flower clings to vine
now and then a fragrant nod
still
under song and under sky
sits orange butterfly
resting from flower flight
still
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