Tiny pebbles tumble down a staircase
Of concrete, rock and sand
They keep their momentum going
With the assistance of the wind
Tiny droplets cover the decks
Of thousands of fleet
Through the blanket of light
They ascend and dissipate in the sky
The mere occassion
Bonds narrowly with evocation
With assistance of the heavens
They coexist
But through painful contemplation
The momentum is lost
A fraction of an entity
But what am I?
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 1:51 PM UTC
Tiny pebbles tumble down a staircase
Of concrete, rock and sand
They keep their momentum going
With the assistance of the wind
Tiny droplets cover the decks
Of thousands of fleet
Through the blanket of light
They ascend and dissipate in the sky
The mere occassion
Bonds narrowly with evocation
With assistance of the heavens
They coexist
But through painful contemplation
The momentum is lost
A fraction of an entity
But what am I?
