Jun 2017
The
clouds
pretended
to give shadow,
were actually
intended to
storm
you.
To
sweat?
or to get wet?
What maybe better?
Leave it, it doesn't matter.
The clouds are clouds.
They may be loud,
But floating,
Fleeting.
Just
to
cover
or
color,
The sky,
Temporarily!
Let them come,
show up,
and
go.
The sun,
The moon
and the stars,
Are always with you,
No matter where you go.
They may be away,
But they stay,
Forever
With
U
.
clouds
pretended
to give shadow,
were actually
intended to
storm
you.
To
sweat?
or to get wet?
What maybe better?
Leave it, it doesn't matter.
The clouds are clouds.
They may be loud,
But floating,
Fleeting.
Just
to
cover
or
color,
The sky,
Temporarily!
Let them come,
show up,
and
go.
The sun,
The moon
and the stars,
Are always with you,
No matter where you go.
They may be away,
But they stay,
Forever
With
U
.
Every evening i sit n watch sunset and cloud formation in the sky....the hue.. the beauty..the floatation...the transition, i witness. I wrote this there itself..when realized there temporarily and related with our life...
