The Wind That Takes Them

The Wind That Takes Them

Sit for a moment under a moist sun,
protected by leafy borders.
Sit there child,
like a rock does.
In a moment you will be all the poems that ever were,
and most that will one day be.
Let them go into the wild.
Blow them to the wind.
They'll be back,
but first they'll forget
how wonderful it first felt.