Break the Clouds

Thrust up from the firmament and break the clouds. Wring from the world the Water of Life in its crystalline perpetuity as raiment. Bend the wind around your back and send to me the most undeniable of siren songs. Send your mirage of eternity to these eye-blink lives longing for forever and I will bear my bones with feather-light heart to the sight of your object eye. For only there can I see how tiny and fleeting are all my fears. And all my triumphs. Show me the illusion and may I know it for Smoke before the mirror. The dreams of the Mountain haunt the step of every day. Memories of freedom to those in chains. What are they worth? Nothing at all. And Life itself.