In your lifetime,
there will be answers that no one really knows but you.
So remember that, because the world will make every attempt to define truth.
And the last thing you want is the shape you take to be
a product of their stories passing through...
They don't want white; they want blue. They don't want shade; only
crystal-clear views, but little cloud, that's not you.
In fact, you're above all that.
And the moment you turn away from who you were meant to be
Well, that's the very moment you're indistinguishable from life underneath
Look, I don't mean to scare you
But I'm being sincere
You can't fly to the sun if you're held down by fear
and that pressure, it builds up, it
precipitates tears.
You can always recover when life blows you off course,
but don't leave life undiscovered
year after year...
See, whether you realize it or not little cloud,
You're on top of the world.
So know that you are.
I mean look; you fly around with the Sun, Moon and stars
You take a simple blue canvas and convert it to art
if you think that's nothing little cloud,
I don't know where to start.
See, life is better every day
Because you're here.
Without you there be no ocean or boats and captains to steer,
No sunrise collages to watch and revere,
You turn rays of light to pink and teal chandeliers;
If you think that's nothing, little cloud
I beg of you: let the logic reappear.
Because there is no limitation to what you can be.
So, keep your eyes on that spot where the sky meets the sea.
That, little cloud, is where life truly begins.
And little by little,
you'll start to believe.
(Poem was written by Your World Within/Eddie Pinero)