..On The Clouds, Having My Walk..

Carefully, I step on clouds Trying to keep self very light. I let the air to freely flow Am deeply breathing Nice.. and.. slow. Hard to feel the air, it barely moves Where is the wind? It doesn't blow! Warm and powerless I feel so light That clouds are moving me From the left, .. to the right Letting things happen, I do not fight. Happily follow my clouds Walk, jump, run and roll on white white fluffy clouds All of a sudden everything stops. Me too: I watch the blue blue sky Then slowly raise and open wide my palms. Inside, The left one eyes opened My King once a Prince The right palm my treasured little princess almost a Queen.. Amazed, but not afraid They look around and smile. Why? ! ? Because they know, I won't let go.