How To Tell The Story Of The Cloud
you know how is it with the clouds
the more with air
and mists
they always change and they do it
as quickly as a wink
you know what clouds do
the form upon you some stories
the rainy ones sometimes and you shed tears
in the same manner with the air and mists
the air passes and sometimes you do not even feel it
and so you miss the story that it is bringing
the story of a journey
into somewhere
and the mists bring you some notes about what to do
in the darkness of the night
yet you tarry on the grass and on the side of the hill
you miss the essence of our beings
we are ghosts and we do not know where we are hidden.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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