The sun laughs,
and I ride on light,
right to reality's edge,
where even light tires.

I become the wind,
music, dance, and more,
making my own religion
of curiosity.

How fast I could embrace the wind
and throw the past away,
to fly with those
who wish generously,
children of the sky
that live and die
with skies and oceans bright and blue
in easy, gentle Springs.

Who was I ?
Then I was Yesterday .

Who am I ?
Then I am Tomorrow !

This time a bright moonbeam lit the lips after the kiss, and glowed over him, and he was drawn up into the air faster and faster and past the air itself into the blackness of space above the beautiful blue earth, and to the twilight dawn of the moon.