gather my whimsy

if I chronicled my life

days of fallen feathers

floating effortlessly in

sweeping wind

would outnumber those

where concrete filled

my faux-leather scuffs

quickly

that weight becomes broken

and I drift towards the sun

collecting me in rays reaching

arms outstretched to gather

my wandering whimsy into

a wholeness of light

 

welcome

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