Beyond gravity our eyes comprehend

joy of life contained in buoyant shells

Floating in currents, each with a ribbon

Held as thought, a feeling in a cloud

Connected to our songs, the hope rises

Even as it breaks loose or deflates

It remains a shiny, upward moment

Each of us inflated eternal opposition

Joyful spirits, moving currents, human balloons in hands unworldly, gazing at our shells awe of selves