Gone in a heart beat.

Sitting motionless

Watching, as it slowly meandered

up river.

Perhaps it was one of many

swaying in the breeze

as we meandered through

the nearby forest on occasion

all of us buffeted by

the change in climate.

All of us particles

destined for somewhere

our destiny

already mapped out for us

while it?

In this world

we are all just drift wood drifting by.

(c) Chris Black 2017.