Dawn seeps into me
with its moisture and cool breaths
and I become the dawn
all vermilion –
prepared to dissolve myself
into the heart of a blazing day.
The sun doesn’t burn me.
How can it?
I am its own ray.
Fiercely, I fall on the Earth
but humbly, she gives me an identity.
I become the newly sprouted sapling
stretching its arms
towards the sky and
roots groping the unknown.
Suddenly, I grow into cottony feathers
and wind carries me
wherever it pleases.
I don’t lose my existence
anywhere – anytime to anything.
I only become.
