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ZigZag

By John I. Blair

A drop of pure rain
Slides slowly down the window,
Zigzagging as it goes.

Wind across the glass
Affects the equation
Controlling its path.

I wonder at the wind
That makes my life
A parallel to this,

Zigzagging through my days,
Unsure of my way,
Uncertain where Iíll end.

©2019 John I. Blair, 1/3/2019


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