The Day The Sky Fell Down
Today was the day that the sky fell down.
When it fell it shook the ground,
I should have cried but instead I smiled.
My body shook,
And my arms faltered,
From the release of pressure that comes only with a special kind of sweet relief.
I basked in sun,
my eyes took on a haze.
I honestly could not tell if the haze was just a healing glaze,
Or maybe just the prelude to a wondrous burn.
I relished the warmth,
And I stood still,
paralyzed.
The seasons changed
And I continued to thaw,
The dam came off its hinges,
and the flood waters rose.
As if right on que,
I flowed with the tide.
And I really couldn't tell you,
the correct reasons why.
I was there for the moment
and then I was gone with the wind.
