spectral guide

First Umbrella: "Did the sun tell you its secrets? Far above daisies, twinkling, laughing in glass jars beyond reality."

Second Umbrella: "Touched it under the staircase of forests where cinnamon birds and mineral whales hide fragments like stars."

First Umbrella: "So hum the silence, tides tick sideways, pearls spill ochre on woven maps. Pupils wider than worlds neither of us knows."

Second Umbrella: "Feet aching from ancient pathflames amidst echoes of whale mist songs. Have you?

All of us listen but none remember."