Showing posts from July, 2014


The warm sun shines through hair no one wants to touch for fear of damage Fragile but determined movement a place to find happenstance yet predestined Leaves and grass traversed touring but no recall fated predisposition driving on Where is the desination is this the spot the place to make the adjustment The rush of air Shadowed wings beating flash a faunistic game Does the butterfly remember being the caterpillar?