Execel

I lay here exposed Resting within the framing of the trees Spectacles glorified by the Sun Casting their shadows long Far off even. I am exposed Laying here in darkness My form amped by shadows This is my identity. Enough, time to go I levitate through the shadows The air spears I wisp about Blowing toward ominous direction But first one last celebration In serene atmosphere I’ve grown so much Sweet memories. I glide between the trees Strong steadfast, rooted toward their goal Glorious and splendorous I can have my own splendor too. I flow pass the trees over the meadow Still exposed The rays are my energy I blow pass the meadow and Ascend on a lake My path is exciting and flowing My obstacles; I can curve, slip Loop, or gust through if they demand so The trees inch further toward their goal I am a-flamed Crackling I dance in the Sunrays Excelsior! Celebration Au revoir! Goodbye The ominous adventure waits I am coming The trees, powerful, rooted, and tall Compete toward their goal Their branches twiddle In beauty, profession, and splendor I compete with them as well Though I am not rooted I can elevate too My path swirl, swish, wisp, rash… hovers… Loose Darkness is my identity The blaze is my profession I round between the trees, Competing on the ominous path Flowing down my own stream As a shadow that can play in blaze Or in the quiet light A silhouette day and night Known as the Dancing Leaf Shadow On my own path.