Dance In the Colors

All around me Great cities made of sand. Green sky scrapers poke through the ground To thrive in life’s strict conditions And melt away with the tide… Great houses made of cards Form lines and tightrope walk existence, Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall And buckle our world to its knees As Mother Earth shouts Jenga from the sidelines. So while were here Dance in the colors Poised miles above reality, Leap over the heavens on domino stilts Floor it in the sky Living death in the fast lane, Flourish in faith and Seize the day in light speed, Because any moment We could disappear Into Jacob Reinhardt 10/15/2013