Boomerang

am I like
A ceiling fan
moving
In search of air
but
Still there
Hanging onto
Whatever I have

am I like
A balloon
filled with air
Giving shape to
Atmosphere
One touch of niddle
And I am everywhere

am I like
A river
Traveling through
the lands
Taking what isn’t mine
To the ocean
do I belong

am I like
The ocean
Turned into clouds
Carrying all the tears
To flood them through
the rivers
To the ocean
Whence it began

am I like
Sand
in an hourglass
falling
from myself…
counting time
Just to
start again

am I like
a tree
growing
up
and down
Piercing mother earth
Just to
be part of her again

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