HOWLED

…and still in the dark when
the orange in your hand holds a secret of a friend in need, you let go.
The northern lights at night told you so.
You listened, you swear, and they told you in many languages
but their own universal – that of light –
that there was something bigger than you, you remember,
you heard it before, you were young then, someone showed you
the woods the sky, and the hedgehog at your feet.