June 2, 2010

Scaterlings

Hearts join, part, or shatter with ease or with hardship, emotions adrift in a sea of potential.

Two vivid rainbows, arcing over and through a turquoise sky, can never touch.

A still damp leaf twirls as it falls and meets the embrace of the drying earth.

A word like an arrow in flight that has yet to alight.

The humbled bow.

And exit.

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