Today from my Yellow Court
A smokey cloud emerged
Though it wasn't smoke
It was dark-gray
Pain, decades old
Held by a cord
Then
Golden scissors
Cut the cord
And the cloud ascended
A deep golden-yellow
Shone upon it
"I don't want to be forgotten
I don't want to be abandoned"
Said the trembling dark-gray cloud
"We aren't abandoning you"
Replied the golden-glow
"We are setting you free"
Light of golden-yellow
Warm like the sun
Gently penetrated
And shone inside the cloud
The light soothed the cloud
For the cloud had been hiding
A long time in darkness
And now the cloud was free!
The darkness turned to light!
Gentle rain fell from the cloud
Drops like tears
Tears of acceptance, of transformation
Purified
The Insiders danced for joy!
Pog and It and I witnessed
We smiled and felt
YES!
