Not Too Poetry

Golden sunlight drips
Kintsugi salve to the hills
Three trees remaining

Sunlight endows warmth
Golden strata breathe promise
Three trees remaining

The hills pray for help
The sun renders grains of gold
Three trees remaining

And by remaining
Three trees swell with seeds of hope
Gold granulation

With thanks to #susieheyesart whose painting ‘Three Trees Remaining’ prompted this.