A Mote Of Dust A mote of dust travels through the air blown this way and that across the lands. Finally after many miles it is entrapped in a rocky crevasse where it joins others. In time the wind blows in many more motes and something wondrous starts happening. These motes give birth to little plants that struggle at first then bind the land. Encouraging new birth all around and flowers that vibrantly wave in the breeze. Young saplings shoot out deep tap roots that anchor them in place where they flourish. In time a mighty forest springs to life harbouring a wealth of flora and fauna. All of this came to pass due to just one, one solitary mote of well travelled dust.