It is a whisper. You turn somewhere,
hall, street, some great event: the stars
or the lights hold; your next step waits you
and the firm world waits - but
there is a whisper.You always live so,
a being that receives . . . William Stafford
Listen to the whispers. Something's waiting for exploration.
Go hunting for:
A hunch
An impulse
A realization
An indulgence
What animal or bird might represent your notions?
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