by Conor


There a bird perches on the branches of an oak and listens.
There the grey sky is shattered by a ray of light.
There an ant runs the marathon of a foot.
There the teacher in June.
There one walks faster at night.
There the art of peace.
There time slows in concentration.
There someone walked and met a new friend.
There a family was created.
There the shadow across your window during a storm.
There a moment comes with the first step.
There one listens for the laughter of a stream.
There the art of speech.
There a car in a swimming pool.
There the fjord lies still.
There a man wears sunglasses when it’s dark.
There one is inspired by the perseverance of a spider.


Written in Response to "Here" by Ed Roberson