I don't think you're going
to prove you can
do it,
I believe it will
be proven to you.

You are a living kalidescope,
a collision of colors
Explosions of stardust
Super nova / snow storm
A rainbow bridging wormholes

Mist of the sea,
aquamarine
vision— 
A waterspout,
a tornado uplifting

Skin stretched with
marks
of growing pains,
joints aching
from cleansing rain
washing away streaks of
yesterday...

Unmarked back roads
paved in fractured
fate lines
exposed palms,
like cracked asphalt
leading down routes

Only nomads travel on.

Image/Artist credit: Emily Balivet