Sun Forest

A cloud-print on stone.
A shape of blue, burning through.
Motion, in a leaf.
I can say goodbye 
to the weight that bows me down.
The tree becomes still
as the forest tilts and turns, 
and a line of gold
burns along your horizon.

This was the original poem. Setting it in 10pt lead type  created some challenges. You need a magnifying glass to see the letters and I had to make the lines longer due to a lack of spacers. Then I ran out of sorts and had to nick some bold type from another set. The ‘d’ in the last ‘and’ was too low and I had to raise it with a nip of tissue paper and I managed to muddle a p with a q in ‘shape’.