In complete defiance to rules and gravity I stood on a bench overlooking the ocean and the skies. I turn to my companions staring at my sudden outburst. In a quiet voice I heard the question of my identity; “Who are you?”
I breathed in the clean crisp morning air, my head swimming in jumbled up words that I could not properly articulate until I gathered up my emotions from the ground and put them back into my heart, neatly stacked in my chambers.
“I am the clouds floating so aimlessly over your head, shaped by your imaginations but rarely ever losing its purpose. My core, an unexpected riot of thunderstorms, my build is fluid, and my body takes over the skies.
I am both the ocean and the vapor of wishes unfulfilled but painted across the navy nights. Shades of blue spread both on earth and heaven. In death I am droplets of the ocean, venturing the unknown, and in birth I am a floating embodiment of a daydream.
I am the waves in its rage, and the ocean in its depth and glorious beauty, carrying the treasures of all things lost within me by others, and the serenity of broken hearts and tears poured into me. I am protected and vast with things undiscovered, and colors unidentified and unseen by human eyes, the mystic tails of men too terrified to understand me, but hear my song whenever they are burdened or overjoyed.
I am both sky and ocean.
Two shades of blue relying on each other for vibrancy in which I lie between both in a horizon carrying the warmth of the sun, and the moon’s reflection upon my surfaces. I glow, I sing, I dance, and I beckon you to join me if you can, and once you do
you’ll forget what it was like before me.”
The sands touch the soles of my feet, hips swaying with the breeze, mocking; does that answer your question?