Month: March 2021

The sun wings its arrows through my window, Its rays don’t stop for my music. The trees are whispering secrets to each other, And the wind goes leaping from tree to tree, Tossing off swirls. It’s a frolic today, But this stone statue… I wish I knew how to dance.

I only saw him for the first time yesterday, And asked him all my questions. I could not speak, And he gave no answer. We walked and walked on the winter snow. This has settled in my mind Somehow. I would not have thought He would be so calm.