Miles of diamonds dancing into the blue of the ocean waves,

rays of a yellow golden sunset occasionally cross paths with the clouds that seem to frolick like bunnies across the sky.

It's no wonder they came from the ends of the earth to bask in it.

Like moths to a flame they gathered, never seeming to turn away, even for a moment;

the beauty was endless, captivating, illuminating.

If you asked me...

Boulders of grief hang above me.

Im blinded in their shadow,

from the light shining through the cracks.

Distant rumbles tell me that its time.

The only way out is through

Hold my breath, bracing for impact.

I crawl through this stone and I feel

the weight becomes but a breeze.

I bear these lightening strikes as scars.

Not stone to get through, but a cloud,

drifting from the storms of you.

Now I ...