If I had a paper mâché heart
on this pleasantly rainy day,
it may melt away—
and then transform into such beautiful art.
But that would be quite okay.
Because as it becomes a blue jay,
my heart may finally sing aloud
for all the world to see—
and such a fluorescent sound, a melody,
where I can see all the colors
of the rainbow diamonds in the sky.
And as I fly this rainbow kite,
sewn from the fabric of my memories,
high above and into the sea of rainy dreams,
I will become aligned
with the night light at my bedside,
as it shines brightest in the night sky.
While my paper mâché heart travels
far and wide—
I know, truly,
that life is a cotton candy carousel ride
that I am happy to call my home.
As my heart travels the stars alone,
I know that my heart is my own.
And even if it melts away
on this pleasantly rainy day...