Bludgeons and bats may shatter my skeleton but
Their rocks can’t touch my glass castle.
The queen of the Sky,
Silhouetted in the clouds.
Summoned to Earth when the marigolds blossom.

With soft feet, tread on the ground ever so gently-
Allow the vibrations to flood your body.
Be just as careful with your language:
My heart is made of glass,too, but
Under pressure, and plenty of heat,
Maybe it will turn to diamond.

Play me your music, and I will dance.
Build me a fire, and I will jump in.
The secret is not to be afraid,
But to trust the direction of the wind.

Every morning I swim in the hues of the sunrise.
By midday I rest upon the Sun
Drinking light, drunk off light.
Never hungover.

When the darkness arrives the Moon bathes me in her milky glow
Goddess of the night

If you want to, you can follow me home.
Rising, weightless, enveloped in smoke and dreams.
A mirage.
Way up here you can let down your hair and take off your clothes
And rest your mind on a pillow of clouds