When faced in times of heavy wind,
Take a scrap of paper,
On it place a pen,
Scribe some words or phrases,
Uplifting, inspirations messages of motivation
Or simply complimentary distends
Hold the paper in your hand
Expand your arm beyond the head
Unclench those fingers that still are tight
Let the paper slip from your might
Watch the loose-leaf flutter by
Up towards clouds until it’s momentum dies
Picture as it falls to earth
It’s reentry watch it’s every worth
As you imagine it drift upon the concrete floor
See the shoes of he who shall read, that message you left for free.
Pretend this soul, now in receipt, is one that is in need, of the message you inscribed, upon the remnants of some ever-giving blessed tree.
