[ fAwL ] Nature's Church

     
No need for small talk      
---when together, we
know the weather     
     
All that needs saying      
can be said in a slow      
lazy swaying      
     
Havoc in the hammock      
---being acrobatic; risking      
a tumbling onto Autumn's      
auburn bed of leaves      
     
Moments pined for amongst
eaves of a pillared steeple      
beckoning names be carved      
in hearts onto birch trees      
     
Universe, please      
quietly praying on knees      
in Nature's church      
let these one day      
be Our memories