Whether prose, poetry, or proverb, please critique.?

Question

Two angels bumped into each other and dropped a piece from Heaven.

I reached down, picking up the ball, as I ran at full speed to my goal, leaving all obstacles behind me.

But someone caught me from behind, and I dropped the ball.

Then from that ball, two big beautiful dove's eyes looked up at me and said, It's alright. "You caught me, didn't you?"

Answer 1

Unclear, it reads kinda dreamlike, and like a dream, it has me searching for some meaning to attach to it, but I'm failing. Sometimes a dream is just a random set of images signifying nothing.