rebirth sneha wadhwani

REBIRTH

I wonder if the earth can hear the echoes of laughter If the walls of empty bars still pulse to music no longer playing If there is a version of the past hovering beneath the veil of the present Waiting to burst to life

I can tell the streets do not miss us From the way the grass grows through their cracks The way birds, squirrels, chipmunks have made the terrain their own No longer needing our permission to cross the road

I can tell the water is happier The blues bluer, greens greener The way it rushes through streams, rivers, creeks As though propelled by adrenaline

I can tell the earth is breathing That what we call silence Is perhaps just a frequency we have not tuned in to. x

ART by SIMRAN WORDS by SNEHA WADHWANI

ART by FARIS MECKLAI

ART by JULIA LINDSAY WORDS by VICKY XIE