A blue thunder cloud darkens the sunrise. A second night sky to make of the apple leaves clusters of stars. Fresh wind follows streaks of light on the quiet road. Birds in their galaxies call out to each other. Like another animal, the busy road is breathing in the distance. Two birds are kissing on the perch. Tree shadows cover a magpie like a net. The sparrow lands beside me, Fill you the bird bath!—and bursts away.
