Whimsy
We all carry a little whimsy somewhere
In our tiny cells
the sun frolicking between leaves
roses that wait and wait
before they open
a wind meant for a forest
blows a ship down
I knew such a wind
I’ve known such roses
We all carry a little whimsy in us
The earth’s play runs in its veins
Rivers and brooks off to a marathon
Volcanoes that pretend to be quiet
And then laugh without warning
Mountains inching towards the sky
Clouds vainly trying to keep them down
I’ve known such a volcano
I’ve known such rivers
The earth carries a little whimsy somewhere
In its tiny cells.
So do we, earth’s little tiny cells.
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