The Power of Poetry

How To Dance With The Light

Once there was a time before time began That people and clouds lived together in harmony; And that light from the clouds guided them through their lives. Walking, the contrast of their personalities would divide Their days into halves, halves then quarters and eights; But they always knew it was coming back one day. When the sun turned its back on them, they knew it was night; And when the first light of day came to greet them in greeting; They knew they could always count on the light from the clouds. They would speak to one another, some kind of language of air, To put their words together in colors and layers, So when you look at a cloud, you can hear what is there. These thoughts, these conversations from their cells of clouds, And all the songs they made to pass the time before sleep came.

Legend has it that every cloud knows its destiny; That once they have reached the end of their lifespan, they leave, And to make room for another cloud to come in from the sky; But their soul will continue on forever and ever.

And someday, you will find yourself in their sky, Living next to them in peace and tranquility; If you know how to dance with the light from the clouds.