The Wind carries me to the sky
and leads me across the billowing cloud-meadows
onto the ink-blue stage of night.
As we stand in the centre,
the quiet celestial music starts to play
and millions upon millions of stars light up at the same time.
Helplessly I quiver in his cold, blue hands
as we twirl and twirl
until the whole Universe is a maddening blur
of spinning stars and moons, of blazing suns and planets.
Finally, a swirling galaxy gobbles me up and
I become ever smaller
until I’m just a tiny speck floating
in the sad, soft void of Eternity.