what is with all these dew drops,
that stand a p a r t and together
on the pebbles of my path,
it meanders through tunnels
and valleys, overgrowth everywhere,
sprouting seeds of tolerance and bearing.
be careful of your
heart because where it sets
becomes your yearning, it’s a debt that won’t go
off, it will surely be yours, like those eyes.
so be a Ferris wheel of life, winds won’t stop you.
This is Poem # 8 for my 30 Days, 30 Poems Challenge. And now I have started to get restless. Ha!