sand as dust
the color of rust
lifting up to stream adrift
landing just to take flight again
one must deny not defy gravity
what are those tiny sparks of light rising up from the orb?
oh, not much of it is there?
vibrant kelp forests
= “my name is legion for we are many” Mark: v.9;
or you got other choices.
you want me to adopt selfish?
dude you’re wasting your ticka ticka time.
selfless is THE way
grace, goodwill, a genial heart
you MUST be selfless to travel further in this journey
make haste the time quickens.