“Because this is home.
Because this is home.”
This is why they stay - they say - throughout the cold white winter long.
Secret Language
I’ve heard they speak a secret language.
I’ve heard they communicate in words we cannot see.
Wandering and wondering….
What words of wisdom?
What words of advice?
What might they be whispering to me?
Silent Space
Never a question. Always a promise.
Still - I hold tight to that magical wish….this dream….this vision.
Winter.
That silent space in this in between.
What was…and what is yet to be.