I see you fold and stretch, darting in and out of shadows,
An invitation, a visitation, never staying for too long,
What drives you? What scares you?

Such a swirl of talent, a whirl under fingers
I watch you spin, and I am hypnotized,
By just the essence of your grace and beauty,
Your strategies are practiced, stepping in time with music,
Looking back and forth, weary of space around you,
If I brought you to the light, would I lose you in the sun?
If I opened the cage, how far would you run?
If the levee came down, what would pour out?
Is it too late for rescue?
I wade into the water, and we laugh and splash
And then we dance in time with the ebb and flow
Floating as friends playing like children,
Then you’d close your eyes and drift softly to sleep
Beautifully fluid Swarn.
“If I brought you to the light, would I lose you in the sun?” – I love that, how bright some shine to us, blinding in fact at times. *nods a lot*
– esme enjoying Swarn’s poetry upon the Cloud
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Thank you so much Esme. 🙂 It’s been awhile since I looked at this poem. It made me smile to recall its inspiration. 🙂
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