Falling In

Twirling in the shadows
Found in a pool of shade
Frivolous in the obscurity
A ballerina of the oblivion
I am but a speck within this intangible grey
And yet its very essence
A delightful paradox in my own existence.

This vessel half full
Having spilt the shadows from the light
Offers unspoken refuge
Or unflinching release
The seconds linger in a pondered moment.. Do I fly?
Or drift, unmoven

Sometimes I think falling in is the only way out.

Angel Flight

As the angel spread her wings
And sought to attend the flight before her
She witnessed the sunshine sing
Who could not help but adore her

She stepped off into the air
Into the dance of the winds
The moon and the stars stopped to stare
Utterly in awe and an unfolding grin

Cast off into the symphony
Of the passionate applause
She sliced through the air unbound and free
Unattached to any reason or cause

The air folded beneath her wings
Swallowing the sunshine and feeding on its light
She swam through the air in ever ending rings
Well into the sun as it devoured the night