Clouds whisper by my ears,
As if they have a sweet secret
Confiding in me ...
Their secret confidante,
Things from far and near
Things good and bad
Telling me...
That what may seem distant
May actually be too close,
May actually be too close,
And what too close may be too far.
And when they relate
To me, stories from faraway lands
They often invite me
For a ride on their back
To take me through time
And across the space
To some warm, forgotten place
Sometimes they warn
That more of waiting
May ruin the result
And too much haste
May ruin the wait
And too much of everthing
May make not much of anything
Clouds understand the world
As i so believe
I listen to them with a keen ear
And when they set to depart
I ask them to come another time...
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