In Nature

White puffs dancing on the tips of twigs

I pull apart

between my fingers

A soft kiss on the

pad of flesh

Tendrils of white

laying on the appendages

Soft, fleshy, small

brittle bones

snap under a prod of pressure 

break apart, crumbles, drops

Small dots of

Alabaster

Falling down

Down

Down

Onto the brown

Fleshy mud covered with

flecks of frost

Ice crunching as I traverse the plains

little seeds merging into the

brown soil

My shoes dig into the ground

tearing up the earth;

mixing crystals of transparency

into the terrain

I follow the soft trickle

towards

the gentle rippling of water.

The ebb and flow

of rock and water, and rock

And water

I held the branch as the wind blew

its small arm flailing in the wind

Pearl droplets 

Scattering

amongst the earth

Whilst the wind blew,

And blew,

and

blew the small white puff into the water

And down the stream

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