The Boy Who Dances In The Light Poem by Jonatha Moya

Shout into the eyes
of sunlight
of the boy who dances in the light.

Every dragon's death
foretells this child
onto even the smallest realm.

The Phoenix is an ally
to the boy
who forges worlds.

The stars proclaim his shine
this boy who dances in the light.

He is the boy
who flies
into the sun
and does not dissolve.

His chariot with flashing wheels
races with the rainbow.

He is the boy who
sells the golden trinkets
with 1001 truths in the bazaar.

Even the baubles know not all his stories
of pirates, pashas, tigers and kings.

After all as been vended
this boy with the wondrous tongue
will wipe the sweat off his brow
into the most damask bottle
and proclaim it genie's breath.