Like a feather

Random and Free,
She’s floating on a breeze,
Adventure is awaiting her;
She without a destiny.

Deep and shallow,
She is flawed in her dimensions,
Her head’s too filled with wonder,
She delights in imperfection.

Flowing and tumbling,
She’s never quite at ease.
The question’s always there;
Should she stay or should she leave?

Falling like the stars,
Rising like the the waves
She is dual by nature,
In that she’ll never change.