Saturday, December 28, 2024

Round and round*

 



Round and round*

 

Walking on the path with the wind

Watching an maple leaf take its spin

Blowing like a pinwheel going around

Cartwheeling itself without a sound

Never seeing where it will ever end

It starts when it wants to, with the wind to say when

 

Dom*Colucci 2010

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