I saw the sun return to me
in the flickers of the fire pit well
staving off the chill of the night.
By day its rays assist the tree
in separating carbon from oxygen
building a majestic lattice-work.
But when the day is done
and the tree has dropped its pieces
I gather them up and apply the work
of reconnecting oxygen to carbon
and the sun returns to me to warm
my old bones and frozen toes.
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