Jan 2012
The sky
speaks my spirit.
Look at the sky.
Look at the sky.
Cool wind, high clouds
framed among moons
Why
is a cloud?
Why
is my soul?
speaks my spirit.
Look at the sky.
Look at the sky.
Cool wind, high clouds
framed among moons
Why
is a cloud?
Why
is my soul?
First of a short series; meant to be read in sequence.
