Clear Skies

Another tree falls in the distance.
More and more.
Every day.

Even though.
We hope and pray.
It wont be us.

Some day it will.
What a horrible thrill.
To be lying in the dark.

Listening.
To hearts beat.
Boughs creak.

Stopped to rest.
At dusk.
Close your eyes.

We just might.
Survive the night.
With clear skies.