above the hill a comet
above the hill a comet
of white
a cloud of sparks
a shooting star
a body bright as a bulb
that is not a comet or a star but something else something
that has been waiting to come out this way over this hill for so long now for so long
impossible
the trees in the deep forest can feel it
the birds can feel it the wind can feel it the grass can feel it the clouds
there is a moon behind it too
and a smaller one just as bright that hangs and spins and moves around it I
think I know what it is