Celestial Confluence

whispering boughs hold secrets: tight rings underneath reveal histories // confetti of stars tangled in the upper limbs story tellers in twilight roots ready for rain, are they reaching or nesting? an answer in your echo // "ink dripp'd from the upper leaves across the frost'd plane" – atoms rsa bark codes interpret longing, where constellations grow as vine kisses refrigerate consonants; upright vowels deliver mailcarriages to nowhere