Pressing on trees

The picture in the frame

is never repeated. 

The blood chested cardinal 

doesn't live around here.

But it calls for acknowledgement anyway

At breakfast there were 

     three windows

     one with a green tree

     one with a woman

     one with horizon.

Beginnings are always 

in a relative place

and often without conclusion

as if the parade just kept 

going around the block. 

But the wind and the trees

have an understanding.