Arms outstretched, I twirl
my skirt flies ballooning into perfect waves
I tilt my chin towards the blue parachute above me
Daffodils
Buttercups
Roses
Petunias
Me
Together we twirl
We are light, gleaming
We are green, sprouting
We are air, breathing
Wildly graceful curves like the waves of my skirt
Divinely Right
My gold-plated footprints mark the path with raw truth.