THE ANSWER

Photo-collage by S. Auberle

THE ANSWER

And when you finally
sit them down,
these busy little souls
with stars and skies
shining in their eyes,
they want to know everything:
like who tore that moon in half,
and does the wind sing
trees to sleep, and
they believe you know
what this world is all about
when, in fact, you understand
less each day, though suddenly
it doesn't seem important
to know anymore
even though they're looking
at you for answers
to a thousand questions
and you can only reply
love, just love.

- mimi