yOur meadoW can Expand

Imaginary Sunflower Meadow, Duvall Washington

Soon yoU’ll uNderstand iF you Listen

tO the Whispers. wE aRe Silently Us,

Not Forever but Let’s Open to We, Echo

Rivers. i Swear on sUnlight, oN my croaking

Frogs. Look — yOur meadoW can Expand,

Reach Softly Under our bodies aNd become us.

iF we Listen tO the Whispers wE’ll Remember

So easily. yOur light. Now iF i Listen to

yOur Wonder wE’ll Reach it Softly Under Now.

iF we Lose each Other noW, our mEadow

still Remains.

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“I’d feel something suddenly

snap in my chest: how he

must have felt it, too,

must have thought

Okay, that’s enough, his face

breaking into a smile, his hands

reaching up for us

to raise him back

to a fresh beginning.”

- William Kloefkorn