Bonds

I fly through the curves of the wind,

And my laughter echoes in the heavens.

“Yes my child, rejoice” God told me,

“Feel the world below you.

So beautiful and pure.

You are one with the wind.

A dweller in the sky.

You are the clouds that float around;

The rain that falls;

The little shy dew drops in the morning of December.”

I understand the faltering of the wind.

When will it rain;

When will it stop;

It tickles the bone in my back.

I see when you are about to cry;

I hear when you rejoice inside.

I am one with the world;

As I am one with you.

“Yes” God said, “You are all one.”