We are having some really, really high winds around here today and when I looked outside at the leaves and twigs and other things blowing around the yard I thought about the seeds and how the wind carries them from one home to the next like travelers looking to settle a new territory.

I don’t know how useful the brainstorms are so I haven’t posted that…just the poem.

The Wind
windy dancing day
tumbling, stumbling seeds
miracle to come

@copyright Susan Taylor Brown
April 12, 2009