As I Walk Along

The sky is filled with black crows and they are lifted, significantly, by the wind. I find myself looking up to notice two portly squirrels in a tree. I make a soothing sound for them and one says, "I am grumpy," so I walked away on the broken sidewalk. Inside there is a purring entity. I guess that it is highly gorilla. I love them like old friends and I keep a bird's eye view on the pregnant mama at the city zoo. Around me there are lies, but I use all of my ability to see things of beauty. Maybe I dive into the waters that caress my soul and become luminescent from my lavender aura as I brief in an almost saline air. I am here, master, when you are ready to be a unity.