Scattering

A turtledove from the corner of the yard pours out its song unceasing into the lap of the wind. The wind turns. The song piece by piece falls: in the path of the wind beside the stone in the ruin among the branches of the willow beside another turtledove alone, alone. The wind turns it turns the songs around the yard: the turtledoves build a nest together in the corner of the arch ...