Messages in the sky

I grew from gratitude and from expanding my heart,
the sky spread and met with my eye
it softened its gaze as the clouds moistened the air
and here they are those messages in the sky
soft, fluffy, like cotton candy from the carnival.

There they were far in the east
as I skated my way in to dawn
icebergs at the tips of my fingers
and humming the warm breath
into my hands,

Those clouds are sending messages
and i just make out a few letters
here and there
like a language I knew
but I hardly remember any more,

so I skated rapidly with all at hand,
as the muscles heated up
and the view cruised at
the sides of the road
and the wink of the homeless guy
on the bench,

as he threw a smile
and said without words:
you got it babe
you got it babe
its all a maze
and you´re in it,
we´re skating right into it.