Be Blown Forever

We are blown Like a feather Into every Insane ether To see The unseen And to brace Or wither At times To float In the river Like a boat Or for us To vanish For ever Like a mote We need not Hold our frets Nor for the frozen Hide those nuts We are one With the dust Drift with the wind We must You are lately Forgotten By your own Very nest Be forgetful Be slothful And you'd be At your best We come out Of nowhere And we get Somewhere else We look in The mirror To meet Someone else