Hour 4: Foster Child

“Thou foster-child of silence and slow time”  (“Ode on a Grecian Urn” by John Keats)

 

When a steel butterfly sat upon a slice of orange

Feasting on the sweetness

The world faded and all was still

Waiting to hear a proclamation

Profound wisdom

Profession of love

 

All we heard was silence

All we saw were

Colors shimmering in the darkness

And memory of light

All we felt was awe

At the beauty of the stillness

And the silence

 

What fool thought to capture it?

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