Now
i am one
with
the air.
i float up,
ever so light,
to greet the pale blue
dream that awaits me above.
Now i am a cloud
un nuage, una nube
एक बादल, nubes
i am one with the cold drops,
i am one with these headwinds,
i am one with the heavens.
Now i shall stir
i hear the peacocks
wailing
in anticipation,
waiting,
waiting for me to
to gather strength,
to g r o w in size
till i finally descend
thundering,
quivering,
carrying fierce energy
in my arms.
i cradle her gently,
and then she
tears through
my dark expanses
a flash of light,
to momentarily
illuminate
the fields.
Now
i could crash down
with all my might
and bore h o l e s
in steady rocks,
or i could be that
life-giving shower,
caressing
the earth,
landing gently
*to rejuvenate
To someone who will make magic eventually
you know who you are
