You, coasted towards my dusty Skylight—

papyrus thin, lonely gusts weigh you down. 

Tapered edges quiver in evening breeze—

wind resistance filed you. Jagged curves. 

Amber overtakes your emerald shine

far from your origin branch. It reached up.

Vibrant clusters, jade in bushels flourish

and you glistened, once. How long did you dream? 

Did you ache for this, this empty dwelling? 

Skylight dims—glisten, your yellowing hues.