Like a seed imbedded in feathery wispsCarried on a gentle breeze.DriftingLike a torn shred of sea grassFloating on the surface as the Gulf rocks and rolls.DriftingLike a spinning pinwheel released from the tree topCarried by its own delicate balance despite the stillness.DriftingWhere to alight is up to You.
Susan Ceely Phillips
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