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Reaching for Clouds

Updated on February 21, 2012
Beautiful Cloud Formations after Sunset from Cassini2008  Source: flickr.com
Beautiful Cloud Formations after Sunset from Cassini2008 Source: flickr.com
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Beautiful- Mammatus Clouds from tiff pee Source: flickr.com
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[...a beautiful day] from Stefan Mendelsohn Source: flickr.com
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Clouds from NoVa Hockie Source: flickr.com

Reaching for Clouds

By Tony DeLorger © 2012


My mind drifts on shallow breeze,

skin teased by warm rays of sunlight,

like a mother’s arms, secure and love imbued.


The clouds above twist and turn,

as if to find themselves, realise what they can be.


How they live in their silent world,

ever-evolving, transforming in their pristine forms,

so solid in their dimension, edged and crisp,

yet a mist of illusion, a play of light.


I reach fruitlessly to touch their beauty,

to join their gentle, silent being,

and float within their mystery, weightless,

at their will of movement, their billowing ecstasy.


How I long for their freedom, their thoughtless peace,

forming then dissipating, surrendering to serenity,

and imbibing nature’s whim, second by second.


How timeless their lives, ever-changing,

realigning, contriving form in grace,

then exploding into invisibility,

billions of specs like stars birthing,

in a constant cycle of existence.


I love clouds, their majesty and perfection of being,

each moment, each swollen dream,

a prayer of gratitude in an abundance of life.


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      Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      My pleasure Phyllis. Hope you're having a great day.

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      Phyllis Doyle Burns 5 years ago from High desert of Nevada.

      I so love clouds, Tony. Your poem makes me want to go outside and just watch the clouds floating above my little mountain, the hawks soaring, the ground critters running here and there, the quail calling out to each other -- all with the beautiful clouds floating above in silence.

      Thank you for a lovely way to start the day.

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