Clouds Parading majestically above
In a waltz with the winds
Tempest teasing the tops of trees the world stirs
The order sets
God's mixing the cocktail of the cosmos with his finger
Stirring up new worlds now being
So I sit still, a speck on an icecube
Riding along as he spins my life
I take a sip then a drink then dive in.
Laura Veal