In a silence
made holy
by the crickets singing
I can hear the whir
of a bird’s wings.
It makes me wonder
how the sun
can slip so quickly
from the sky
without making a sound
the work of smzang
In a silence
made holy
by the crickets singing
I can hear the whir
of a bird’s wings.
It makes me wonder
how the sun
can slip so quickly
from the sky
without making a sound