The enigma of the invisible is the enigma
of memory. The invisible is precisely that
which no one remembers. Like that song you
used to know, like that joke that brought
tears into your eyes once...
And you say, once upon a time these trees
were not like these trees, once upon a time
these trees in the wind were much more
trees than these trees are...
But then language of course is a kind of lullaby.