blowin’ in the wind

By Sarah Perry

Photo credit: Claire Lewis

a tree of dragons,

jaws of leaves gnashing the grey;

am I branch or wind?

no aim, yet not lost,

no slowing down on this pass;

karma is confused

lightning of giants

cracks the canopy sideways;

am I flash or boom?

white tips glide and crash,

balance within undulates;

neurons in the deep

elements still storm;

dispersing thoughts…memories,

and blowing winds roar

Sarah Perry lives, works, and writes on Planet Earth. She wants to be a galactic ambassador when she grows up.