Ceaselessly

Post date: Dec 14, 2014 3:00:25 PM

From an aerial dwell

to a provisional hold

A wind to chance

for a journey to fulfill

My color I take

my intent sure

Weakening will else

nurture could no more

To next unaware

oblivion or feat

A little can I steer

mighty heavier still

Away from sight

will impressions fade

Iota each of me yet

ceaselessly seasonally appear