The Wind


I am a seed in a windstorm

Flung over the rooftops

Leaping office buildings

Blown wherever fate

And currents


And yet

Although the ride

May terrify

With the ground

So far below

It is also

The most beautiful


I have ever seen

So I let fear go

And fly


That I will know

What to do

When I land


This weeks challenge er challenge update:

  • Blog post 33/52 – only 19 now…
  • Writing in the screenplay – Gah! Must do this!
  • Drawing – And this…
  • Feet writing & drawing – Well, at least this is done. 🙂

See you again soon…