Cosmic Wishes

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I hear a sound while listening to the deepest depths of space.

A great swoosh, and to a lesser extent, a swish.

Echos of energy expenditure in the deep dark unknown.

You may ask, “Maybe it’s a whoosh?”

I must politely but resolutely say this isn’t the case.

Whooshes are for wishes. It’s what my arborist mother used to say as we looked…