Free

Heartless.

Fearless.

Breathless.

Tearless.

Existing only for a moment.
Touched by the sun.

Warmed,

Noticed,

then moving on

Well,
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.

(Wrote this while sitting in the sun next to bedroom window and watching the sun reflecting of tiny specs of dust floating in the air... A poem for dust!)