Nouveaute

The crater-
It welled up,
Exudate foaming,
Fluffs,
Whisked off,
By the metaphorical winds.

Frothing,
An overflow-
Washing over,
The grime,
That still had no traceable print.

Innovation-
Discovering the new,
Unearthing a wealth,
Unknown,
Yet.

The pride of conception-
A step to sow the seed,
And nurture the sperm,
Of exquisite dreams-
Infusions,
Into tomorrow.

Nouveaute-
A fresh beginning.
.
.
.
Alas!
Head-long,
I fell-

The froth merged with mine,
Endless.
Another instance-
Serendipity?