fall – One Woman's Quest

It

Brightest, like frost,
a moister dawn…

Did I live in peace?
Feel ancient life,
forest sanctuary,
stone moss?

The that do like him
soon rising
& almost dark,
I, insect, fall.

(Another Friday, another Magnetic poetry session.)

Inhale – chest rises –
exhale – chest falls – summon new,
expel old; repeat.

(Haiku written for Ronovan Writes Haiku challenge: rise/fall)