Balance

The wind whispers

Its mistakes

And it falls

From the heavens 

Heavy like rain

With the whispers of all

The secrets of those

Who scream or whisper or speak

To the wind

Like it is their only friend

Who doesn’t pull or push or prod

Who only listens;

Because perhaps it is.

The clouds rise 

Light like hot air

Buoyant like the thoughts of the children who stare

Who’s minds look and try to see

A dragon, a leprechaun or even a bee

And although the adults 

Standing nearby

Laugh like they understand

But no-one else can

Except that child

Who stares and sees like no adult 

Who sees what they believe and what is beautiful.

The clouds rise 

with fairy dust

The wind falls 

with secrets

But together, they could have it all.

The ocean boils 

From the sun’s fiery glare

It bows its head

Looks away

But the sun does not

It boils with the gazes of those

Who look with scorn

And don’t look away;

With the stares of the ones

Who don’t try to hurt 

But do anyway

It is the victim:

yet it is the one who boils.

The wind falls

The ocean boils 

The clouds rise 

But together they could dissuade the lies.

The lies of the fire 

Burning bright

The fire burns

When the red is flames 

Of scorching yells

And whispers

Behind a back of the one too innocent

And the black is ashes

Of who they once were 

The lies that stole

The image inside their mind 

Of the clouds and the wind and the ocean;

Because now, they are no longer in harmony.

And the truth they believed 

is gone.

The fire burns

The wind falls

The clouds rise

The ocean boils

But together they could all be loyal.

Loyal to the world 

Who showed them their place

Before the weight of 

Burning

Falling

Rising

Boiling

Became a life

forever lonely 

Watching as the sun sets in the world

That is turning

No matter if

A heart explodes

Or the wind falls

Or glass shatters

Or friendship is thrown to the wind

Like scraps of paper

And the wind falls again

Meeting the clouds

Hitting with sparks 

And the fire burns

Away any sins

Turning to sun

That boils the ocean

And boils away the mistakes of our past

The steam rids us all of the thoughts we once had 

Lowers us down

Till we are all one

And together,

We are 

everything.