the whisperer
by tim kavi
to the seashore
waves crashing the beach
warm sunbeams
birds sound overhead
in a shell
held up to an ear
eager and expectant
smiling nature
a path of delight
to the expanse of galaxies
near and distant
warm or cold
a tide of human exploration
there is only the silence
of space
sought for hope
gathered in an embrace
I heard a whisperer.
