The cloud rushes out with such excitement
When she perceives that my soul is awake.
Each day my spirit returns from the mini death of sleep
The sky is glad.
The sky cuddles my soul with moist and hue
She sends her breeze to kiss my skin.
She gives her light to brighten my path.
The day is pregnant with a child!
I am expectant
I am the father of her child.
She is prepared to birth, with love
She and I will share the joy.
Love and Light.
