I saw elephants arrive in procession. They seem to come from a distant country…. They must be heading to a wedding or a one hundredth anniversary celebration somewhere in a corner of the orchard.
Butterflies are huddled in multicolored leaves. The half-closed fuchsia tulips are now coated with navy blue. Everything is ready for the stars to cover the flowers and trees.
In the spring, five birds come back and circle over the house where they were born. On the same occasion, they celebrate the newborns still huddled in the darkness under the roof.