DUST

DUST The dust has settled in a thin layer Fine at least in its tiny particle size But not fine, as it indicates neglect Almost white with a touch of grey Speckled with miniscule dark spots So ignorant of the effect it creates Yet despite it all, more will accrue Unless and until, breezes may blow That will disturb the localised air And nasal passages too, in a sneeze Accidental, yet showing contempt For all that lies there, merely as dirt Found in crevices and on surfaces Whether disturbed or otherwise Can still persist, but in its own time