Clouds of Appreciation
Endless clouds block the sunlight. I emerge into timeless fantasy. I abhor gray skys, for now it weeps. For the life of me, I wish those clouds split like a dry river in the sea. Go back in time, and drop over me. You see, with out the bright sunlight, I simply couldn’t be. Sat in amazement, the hours they flowed. It was like an endurance training, they were drowning me. Oh My I see, maybe, blocks of rainbows showing what those endless clouds wanted me, to see. The passion of anticipation, fled from me. I now have Eyes that can’t see, not even those endless clouds that blocked the sunlight from me.
