The fog soldiers of fall
Silently through the trees
The tule fogs of fall
Haunting the rushes in the marshes

2.
Calling all skies!
The lightning is calling a color meeting
To convene just after the rain
Afterward to collapse into the trees
To capricorn into the trees
To scorpio into the trees
Then slough spent to the ground
The lightning of old rainbows
Softly decomposing under the snows
The song of decomposing rainbows

Lightning convenes in the clouds
Colors convene in the trees
Stars convene in the bare branches
Flocks of scintillant birds