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A Flitting Offering

Flitting's like floating
only with 
the least amount
and most
ineffectual
intention.

Intention
without
clarity
without
conviction
without
direction
without
without.

Each waft
a contravention.

Somersault of
summer
butterflies,
but better:
butterflits...

Plummer salts
of Winter,
snowfalls
but better:
snowflits...

Though flitting's 
altogether fitting
if near-enough
to Surrender
is your kind of
Splendor.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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