Whispers in the silent dark:
"If only to have it, for just an instant, I would . . ."
Wings shutter in the corkscrew wind, the hollow gaze of a moon or a keyhole thrusts light to the bottom of a barren well.
" . . . I'd turn my back on that.
I'd have the strength to . . ."
Night watches everything, catches the wishes and flickers back.
"Just give me that chance."
There are things so beautiful in this world, our eyes do not deserve them.
"Please, don't make me hope for this . . ."
There are things so beautiful, we cannot see them.
"I promise.
I will."