OF VISIBLE AND INVISIBLE Comments

c. Crickets Without Night





Night

I heard the crickets and the stars

praising with incense

you who gives them meaning —

if you don't come they neither sing nor shine



I heard the invisibles

whisper gratitude

for the absolute silence you spread

allowing their resonance to clamber

safely up awe's giant trunk.



I also heard a few cowards

badmouthing you for obscuring us

how can they see to love us

without light.



What off-the-wall argument, as if

stars and crickets without night



love has ever clearly seen.

Only by her genetically weak spark

the wind-whipped light enlarged.
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