I let go
of the top branch
and step into nothing.
Into everything.
Wispy clouds
wrap round me
slip through my fingers
like silk,
like water,
like tears.
The color blue
is endless,
floating on the wind
like a bird
or the leaves,
once vital and green,
now brittle and brown
promises that also falter
and fall,
spinning out of time,
shattering
like stardust
on the earth
so far below me.
I let the rays
of sunlight bring me back
to this expanse
of unknown.
Where thunder rumbles
through the heavens
and innocence returns
to the reservoir
of my heart.
I step out
into nothing
and into everything
and open my wings
to fly.