by Chris Farago.
I listened but could not tell
if I was hearing a dozen butterflies
or a ceiling fan or ten butterflies.
It was dark
and I asked the Earth to stop moving
for a moment so I could hear better.
She said she could not stop
but that she would ask the kaleidoscope
to line up so I could get an accurate count.
It was dark
and I asked the Moon to shine
a little brighter so I could see.
She did
and I discovered
eleven majesties.