Wait for the moon
in this wild cacophony …
howling wind holds
its own silence …
listen to whining
branch and rustle …
Learn to wait
in gentle ellipses …
lights blink three times
answers to questions …
I don’t know how sun
and clouds understand silence …
(original fragments from “The Orphanage” via Kymberlee della Luce and Vanessa deWolf)
