Thursday, July 2, 2009

WANDERING CLOUD

A WANDERING CLOUD
THAT HAD HALTED
IN MY COUTRYARD
FOR A WHILE
SHOWERING ITS
BLISSFUL SHADE AND
PROTECTIVE AFFECTION
GOD ONLY KNOWS
WHERE HAD IT
BEEN SWAYED
BY MERCILESS
WINDS OF TIME
A PANG STIRS
MY MIND
OH THAT I COULD OWN
A FISTFUL SKY
TO GRAB THAT CLOUD
INSTEAD OF
SCORCHED COUTYARD
I WOULD HAVE BREATHED
SANDAL SMEARED BREEZE
IN MY COURTYARD.

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