Dandy León

On the cusp of a breeze

Abundance

Is knowing

There is nothing

To fear

From death or from the end

Of anything as we know it

And there is nothing

To be done about it

 

What does the seed know

Of destruction

That precluding

Event dependent on

Existence of a before

And an after

But what about the moment

Right when the wind picks up

Or I decide to pucker up and blow

 

Without effort

It will have fulfilled its

Sole purpose

To create more

Courageously

Make my day