Is there a sound? There is a forest.

What is the world? The word is wilderness.

What is the answer? The answer is the world.

What is the beginning? A beginning is happiness.

What is the end? No one lives there now.

What is a beginning? The beginning is light.

What makes happiness? Nothing.

What makes an ending? What does not.

What is her skin? Her skin is composed of strange clothing and clouds of butterflies,

          of events and odors, of the rose fingers of dawn, transparent suns of full

          daylight, blue loves of dusk and night fish with huge eyes.

                                                                                                     Max Walter Svanberg


~from Trouble Deaf Heaven by Bin Ramke 

Photo by Sandra Peterson Ramirez