The meadow was talking about it,
I could tell…
stalks and seeds
facing one another, united,
talking amongst themselves.

I said it again
in case they didn’t hear me

I am a masterpiece, a work of art

They whispered this time
to one another

I wait
eager to hear their response
I continue to talk out loud
as though all beings are listening

thank you

as though all beings are also whispering back to me

I hear you.