A perfect geometric whole,
Fragile,
Transparent,
Delicate,
Each exquisite piece that forms the circle,
Clinging tenaciously to a central point.
If I hold this up and blow,
Soft, so soft,
Each gossamer light seed,
Will carry on the wind,
And plant itself to create,
Initially,
A burst of sunshine yellow,
Oft maligned,
Which becomes another
Perfect geometric whole…
A Perfect Whole
24 Thursday Jul 2014
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These have always fascinated me. Sort of like a summer snowflake 🙂
They are extraordinarily complex, delicate and yet beautiful, aren’t they? Xx
They are somehow utterly beautiful, aren’t they?
This is beautiful…the poem and the pic 🙂
Thanks.
Thank you very much!