Drifting

Like a seed imbedded in feathery wisps
Carried on a gentle breeze.

Drifting

Like a torn shred of sea grass
Floating on the surface as the Gulf rocks and rolls.

Drifting

Like a spinning pinwheel released from the tree top
Carried by its own delicate balance despite the stillness.

Drifting

Where to alight is up to You.

Susan Phillips 1

Susan Ceely Phillips

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