Silently and secretly, in stealth–
The sky is untying itself, free.
Blowing ripples over its surface–
A ruffling satin scarf of growing impertinence
Rolling over the clouds;
Unfurling itself from the earth;
Immersing itself in liquidity.
The earth is flowing;
Somewhere, the earth is dissolving into the waters.
Unsteady, my feet;
Beneath the conspiring raindrops–
Flaring and snuffing my firefly desires