Once, in a field With the moon. We stumbled upon a nest of young sparrows Sleeping. We could’ve but We didn’t. Instead, we stared. Eyes Bright with astonishment You even held in your breath so as not To wake or disturb them. This is just to remind you to Learn by heart Even commit to memory The taste of sugar or the sound of Leaves falling. What we can’t explain in Words occur quietly. Yourself. Alone In the field The trees suddenly breaking into Flowers