Adrift

The path I have traveled,

Runs longer than the one to come.

The potential and possibilities,

Have faded with the sun.

I must traverse the twilight,

Until the darkness makes us one.

The stars shine so bright,

A wistful promise come undone.

Where do I go from here,

Adrift in the darkening sea.

I must traverse the twilight,

Until the darkness makes us one.

I yearn for the eternal hope,

That rises with the sun.

But the finite number,

Makes us all come undone.

I must traverse the twilight,

Until the darkness makes us one.

Happenstance

A breath taken,

And exhaled,

Achenes scatter.

Pappus swirl and dance,

Toes tapping on the breeze,

Spinning couples intertwined,

An eternal chasse to a place unknown.

Neither angst nor worry,

Affect its wistful path,

Along the rippling breath.

Once aground,

Roots clasp at the soil,

Fertile or not.

From the darkness,

A new hope arises,

Frail yet strong-willed.

A rich, sun-kissed prairie,

A barren, mossy rock,

A scavenged field,

Yield to determination.

The scape,

The rosette,

The flower,

Feel no urgency for lacking,

Only the fight to survive,

To prosper,

To propagate,

In spite of the whims of chance.