Thursday, May 31, 2012

Clouds by Chris Lee

 Clouds trickle by, way up in the sky,
They make me ponder, what I've done and why,
Ever changing, ever moving,
and strangely so soothing,
They flutter about, here and there,
Come rain or shine, they never seem to care,
They cover my world with relative ease,
Riding on the back of a casual breeze,
A cloud can be whatever it may choose,
Then drift away, on a relaxing cruise,
Looks so peaceful, gliding on the wind,
No thoughts, no illusions or actions have sinned,
Wouldn't mind trying it out someday,
Could be free to go any which way.


Laura said...

so beautiful!

Sylvia K said...

Gorgeous skies and the perfect words to match! Thanks for the beauty! Enjoy your weekend!


Antonette said...

Lovely sky photo, and the words are fitting for it too.

Míriam Luiza said...

Uma verdadeira arte no céu! Linda foto!

Black Jack's Carol said...

Oh, what an adventure it would be to go for a ride on one of those clouds, as long as it was a return trip :)

sm said...

beautiful poem