I'm Grateful

For my insignificance I’m grateful
The great I undertake is very small
Light is my foot as sound is my impress
My step is swift and so does not trample

My place is next to nothing which nothing
Can displace, there I am both clothed and cloaked
In the display of seeming that I sing,
These empty vessels your attention fills

I sing the disappearance of my ink
Through which I’m visibly invisible,
Paradox with neck longer than giraffe’s
Nibbling on white  clouds as they sail blue  sky

I dance with my shadow, sheer foolery
Which helps me tame the deep of my rhyme’s life