I Am
I am a dragon hidden behind the cloud.
I am the man who carries beauty in a bottle.
I am the echo of a giggle.
I am the nonsense that everyone understands.
I am Oz, who was a wizard after all.
I am Cleopatra standing four feet tall.
I am the dastardly villian who leaves little girls tied up for giants to eat.
I am dusk.
I am the double-edged stick.
I am an astronaut who moonlights as a cowboy.
I am king of the hill.
I am the tear in the fabric which gave the dress to the beautiful princess.
I am crayons.
I am the end of a rainbow.
I am the rumble of a train off in the distance.
I am special.
I am Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and Leprechauns.
I am not wanting to go to bed yet (after all, who needs sleep to dream?)
I am the snowflake on your tongue.
I am popsicles.
I am sock puppets.
I am the center of the universe.
I am you, if you let me be.
Dragons do live in the sky. Soap bubbles are magical; rainbows triply so. Watch the whole train go by. Life will be magical and mysterious and mystical and beautiful if you let it. You shape all of reality. You always have. Let the flowers smell you. And do not, do not wait until you are asleep to dream.