from her gleeful
grasp,
and having been
given life
from the air
of her own volition,
the pink balloon
floats lazily
for an illusive
eternity...
and is abruptly
soared
by the will
of the currents
onto the tip
of a leaning branch,
expelling her breath
into the far winds
with a sudden and loud
PUFF.
Her salt
gently impacts
the earth
and mixes minutely
with its elements....
