Silence—as the curtain falls
weighted with emotion just before applause.
Silence—just before the thunder booms,
as though the sky must first absorb the sound
before it’s released. . .breathe in, breathe out. . .
Silence—seconds before the sun awakens,
the cat stretches and yawns,
you turn over as twitters and chirps begin to fill the air,
where traces of dreams still linger—whispered sighs—
they float away, up into the rose-swept sky.