Author: kellyfisher1969 PM
It's about wondering about the purpose of something beautiful and then kind of wondering about the purpose in their own life. Written on 1/15/94.Rated: Fiction T - English - Mystery - Words: 111 - Published: 07-09-12 - id: 3040241
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Whispering sand on a moonless night
blowing ever so softly in the stars twilight
little pedal floating, catching the breeze
just over head, I cannot see
it is shown before me through my minds eye
casting no shadows, telling no lies
What is it's purpose?
Where does it go?
Why is it here?
Will I ever know?
Just out of reach
I try to grasp on
no luck in my trying
the wind carries it on
I think in my head
Why is this so?
Little pedal flying, away must it go
it is so beautiful,
colors so bright
little pedal leaving me,
drifting off in the night.