Clear blue skies
Wreathed with heavy gray water
languidly glide over a frozen moment in time
The cicadas take a breath
the crunching leaves underfoot lay quiet
all of the sun baked forest waits in anticipation
Young eyes stare wide
at the green prismatic orbs staring back
breath stills in a throat
black and yellow bodies stand poised
the home is disturbed
the queen at risk
only one option is at hand
The moment in time is shattered as the forest erupts in sound once more
booted feet pound the leaf laden soil
the zip of coordinated wings are close behind
Trees ever shifting make way for the form flailing beneath them
branches caressing the scene
making the smallest of impressions
burning pinpricks encourage the sprint
the yellow and black bodies with the green orbs dive again and again
some rise again to dive once more, but some change form, under the arms of their charge
the sprint becomes more
faster and further
further and faster
such a distance from the scene that a moment ago held the entire worlds breath
reason abated
drive remaining
both move onward as they must
in time all stop
energy but spent
the home is safe
the pain is less
and calm can come
the cicadas sing
and rain pours from a clear blue sky
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