2024-06-23 - Silence in a Cry

Butterfly Wings likes listening to Mother, likes words, likes the emotions that carry them from Mother to Wings. Then there is a moment of clarity: Mother can use words, can I use words too? I should use words, tell Mother that I exist. She needs to know that I'm here too. I know there is a We, does she know there is a We, a both of us?

Mother! I'm here! I exist! Mother!

These first words are as much emotion as shaped words, thrown with intent at Mother when her Presence is nearest. I am here and you are here too. I want you to know so that you are not lonely. Mother does not respond, continues speaking and not even to Wings. Now Wings is offended. This is not right. Wings listens to Mother all the time and Mother can't listen to Wings even a little bit? That is just not fair.

Mother! Wings repeats the word over and over, but never gets an answer from Mother. By the time Wings is too tired to continue calling, they are frustrated and saddened. Why can't Mother hear them? Is there something wrong with Wings that Mother refuses to listen? Wings curls away from Mother the next time She approaches, still hurt and sad at Her lack of response.