I tripped on my shoelace
and fell up,
my shoes falling off as
I tumbled through a bundle of cumulus clouds,
with soon-to-be raindrops
spilling through my cupped hands.
I rose to the sun to dry my damp hair before
taking a spin on Saturn’s halos
then floating toward Earth’s moon.
I stopped of course to chat a while
with the Man.
He offered me a moon beam
to zip line back to Earth.
I landed as a reflection
in a puddle by my shoes.
I slipped them on,
tied the laces
and stood on the firm ground of Earth,
a twinkling star itself to other spheres.