Will-O-The-Whisps

Beyond the edge
of what our eyes see,
they are there.

They touch us
with their power.

And when I catch my breath,
they slow down enough
for me to discern
their shimmering shapes,

and my heart is glad.

❧

Hey, Horatio—

It’s wild and wonderful,
and I would have missed it
had I stayed too long in the Wasteland.