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