Swim through the sky

Shattering glass

Become ghostly

In shades of gloom and green

Breath is a chant

An Om of release

A trail of disruption

Easily followed

Ballet and destruction

Merged together

Breaking the perfection

Of stillness

Trading it in

Hanging it up

For the splash

And the energy

And the heat

Of movement

As the sky lies above

Blanketing each motion

Covering every scar

In clouds – Caroline A. Slee