I rose to the sky, breathing fresh air,
To meet others alike to dance freely without a care.
The dance was wild, movements were always unknown,
And the clamor of voices was heard, never shown.
A reunion, natural and timely fashioned was this scene.
It was a sight to be viewed as peaceful and serene.
Our bodies were lucid and vivid among the stars.
It seemed like we danced around the galaxy, even past Mars.
The Milky Way was the red carpet we entered on,
And the wind played sweet interludes every time it was blown.
The sun shined like a chandelier filled with a thousand lights,
Never to be darkened by even a thousand nights.
I looked around in constant awe while we dance,
And I knew this event happened by destiny not by chance.
I was sad at the same time for I knew it would end,
But among dancing, I made new friends.
Suddenly, I fell from the sky, from the dance I always adore.
In my heart, I knew more dances were in store.
To the ground, my body splashed hard against the cement.
I was so hurt that I began to lament.
The water of relief came rushing to my aid.
They took me on a trip and accompanied me with a maid.
On my voyage, I viewed lakes, streams, rivers and oceans.
I even rode past the babbling brooks with all their commotions.
The sun has joined me in the sky calling at last
And now I danced the dance of stories past.