We watch from above.
They spread false prophets,
They say we are evil.
Even though their proof is not concrete.
Some worship us,
While others fear us.
Some say we don’t exist or aren't real.
While others call people stupid for not believing,
They spread stories about how we have interacted with them.
We try to stay mysterious,
The two sides clash and try to prove each other wrong.
Only if they knew the truth.
Who are we? What do we believe?
No one will know the truth.

Dancing in the clouds,
Waiting to drop down,
The busy city lies below,
Waiting to be hit by what's above,
Scattering like mice to get off the street.
In a split second, went from a sunny yellow morning.
To a rainy grey afternoon.

I stare into her eyes.
I see the ocean waves.
I stare into her eyes.
I see the sky above.
I stare into her eyes.
I see the blue birds.
I stare into her eyes.
I see sapphire.
I stare into her eyes.
I see cornflowers.
I stare into her eyes.
I see life.

She drinks black coffee.
Even though she hates it,
As she puts the mug to her lips.
First sip.
Intense.
Not comforting one bit,
The taste bold unforgiving metallic like no sweetness,
The bitterness is harsh, lingering on the tongue.
The heat is intense, almost burning.
Eyes water, lips pucker,
Almost spitting the coffee out.
Struggling to get it down
She takes another sip,
And another
Until…
the mug that once held the coffee
Was gone.