You walk with tiny wings on your feet
Fluttering, flying, almost dancing as you go about
Your shadow is made of laughter
Bright, sunny side up soul you are

You hold hands with the sun,
In all its fierceness and warmth, you bask
Swimming on its fingers
Humming with its melody

Then the world folds into an amber sea
you succumb. like a cocoon you hide
That sad, round cratered face mocks you
With all it’s sarcasm and secrets

As it crawls on it's own time you cry
shivering from the cold palms of the night
screaming from the deafening silence
surrendering to the inevitable

Beryl Tejedor