Soil to Mud


The particles that fly with air,
Sometimes seen, sometimes unseen,
The wonderers of the earth,
The tiny little earthlings.

Settle at random places,
Making new friends,
Finding new home,
Dust, as mostly called.

A light thing me,
A free flowing me,
A me, of some me,
A happy me.

Then came a transformer,
The form changer,
Water, parts of them,
And I turn to mud!

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