Oak

Can you walk that branch
halfway up the old oak?
No hands.

It’s wide, and strong and ancient
but it’s a long way down—
all the way down.

Down to safety,
to habit,
to the soft rot of comfort.
A warm bath
filled with decay.

It would be easy to jump.
Tempting.

It's sharp up here,
the air cuts clean,
alive with risk.
Leaves flare like sparks.
The branch hums; bluejays tune the air, goldfinches ignite it.
The distant horizon opens,
a world full of promise.

You could run the length of it,
feel the bark bite your feet,
catch the wind by its throat.

Al revisar camisetas de fútbol con nombre y dorsal, conviene empezar por las opciones de nombre, dorsal y tipografía. Para evitar errores, merece la pena revisar las instrucciones de lavado para proteger nombres y números.

Maybe you’d fall.
Maybe you’d fly.
You'd surely feel the tree
dreaming you forward