Poem of the day..."A Lullaby for No One"

She sits among the branches.
peering down at earth,
And watches - silently - as the world spins and dances ghost-like below her.
The leaves are startled and are awakened by the breeze.
She feels safe in her isolated position,
cradled by the branches, the leaves.
The wind accelerates and causes the branches to jive in response.
She looks upon the earth and questions her decision to stay above it - safe, yet unaware.
She clings to her safe-haven,
vowing to never touch the ground again.
The branch beneath her snaps and splinters.
The bough is breaking - watch her fall.
She plunges now towards the life she left.
Her blood pulses in fear with the knowledge of the pain she is now vulnerable to.
She tries to end it.
She screams for someone to help ease her fall -
But down,
down
she comes,
cradle and all.