Held aloft
Floating in mid-air
Moisture rises
Without the need for stairs
Slowly they cross the sky
Advancing like grazing cattle
Many times quiet and serene but
Occasionally they rumble and rattle
Defying the laws of gravity
They hang in the air
Sometimes resembling familiar shapes
Hypnotized I’ll ponder and stare
Once I even saw a question mark
Prompting me to wonder its meaning
Maybe to look within
Of there I should be leaning
And as I emerge from within
To see the world anew
Through eyes wide open
Life in all its hue
Fear not the dark clouds
Nor the heavy rains
Let them wash away
All your troubling pains
And with a new sunrise
Bask in the morning glow
Light reflected off the clouds
The light of God’s love to show
Copyright © Accidental Poet 2014
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brilliant perception of what can offer to life and humans who look up. great write, AP. fluffy and nice.
Thanks Kevin. Appreciate your reading.
As an artist I just love the skies and clouds especially when viewed from above in an aeroplane - your lovely work captures them so well.
Thank you Michael, Coming from a professional artist, that means a lot to me. Not that compliments from others mean any less. But that you said I captured the view of clouds in my words means that I envisioned correctly as I was writing. And that is the goal as a writer to make the reader feel the read. Thank you so much Michael
It's my pleasure AP - well deserved.
Good write and song AP. I was not even a teeny-bopper (teenager) when this came out in 1969! I gave up pop charts, oh about 1974 I think. lol.
I was 12 when this song came out. I never could have imagined the world as it is today.
The clouds always take my imaginary to far far away.
Yes m&m, watching the clouds pass by is a mesmerizing experience. Sometimes they pass so slowly, others quite fast. Always interesting.
Wonderful write, so much can be seen in the passing of clouds, it is just such a shame that many do not look up into the sky to see these wonders.
Yes Goldie, too occupied with life on the ground. Thanks for reading and your compliment.
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