Like a seed imbedded in feathery wisps
Carried on a gentle breeze.
Like a torn shred of sea grass
Floating on the surface as the Gulf rocks and rolls.
Like a spinning pinwheel released from the tree top
Carried by its own delicate balance despite the stillness.
Where to alight is up to You.
Susan Ceely Phillips
One response to “Drifting”
Using nature in this poem, there is a special message. Delightful!