Gazing at clouds couldn’t be more harmless
If only because we do it alone,
The benefit is that it’s not charmless
Time spent in wonder, to love or atone.
Scurrying clouds encourage reflection
of our deepest concerns, worry and fears
frivolous face in fluffy complexion,
dark memory that once brought you to tears.
Whatever hides at the back in your mind
may be turned over and flipped into place.
Revisit gently, to your self be kind
as you treat others with genuine grace.
Just a shadow in one ominous cloud;
Hold fast to a life of which to be proud.
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