the fumes

inside the glass bottle secured with a cork
the fumes moved about in its nascent form
and suddenly the seal was forced open
the fumes gushing out
mixing with the particles in the space
gaining new shades, and fragrance
in its new form, it felt being part of a bigger universe

the dirt

the water might bring dirt too at times
to the shore,
but does the shore complain?
it always welcomes the sea
the waves of water that is its constant visitor