Sun setting

I see your face
in my mind.
As the sky burns.
You now rest beneath me
buried yet free.
dead yet alive.
So as the trees grow and the hammock swings
and family members meet
I sit.
Lost in time and thought
I awake from my daydream
When the birds sing.
It is dark now.
The stars have been lit and so has my heart.
The trees begin to dance
I dance
I dance between the shadows
I dance with the birds
The grass
The foxes
The flowers
I am free.

Kezia Atkinson