belonging

the shoelace belongs to the shoe

tied to it, you might say

the lover belongs to the fool

accepting whatever comes that day

the spoke  belongs to the wheel

running in circles every which way

the moss belongs to the tree

stretching and climbing in play

Copyright ©Jane H. Johann, 2016 "Lichen near Mossyrock, WA"

Copyright
©Jane H. Johann, 2016
“Lichen near Mossyrock, WA”

the stars belong to the night

guiding light to the distant cay

 

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