Sunday, June 30, 2013

The Sea of Clouds


From the above of all land
Seeing such a mysterious sight,
Wonderful floating above the ground
Showing a wide side from light.

Such mysterious creation from heavenly
A breath taking sight to watch,
Floating so calm and gracefully
In a full and lightly batch.

Wide blue like an ocean above
With white floating cotton like,
So soft and light as it move
Floats freely that hard to dislike.

Watching it is like seeing a sea
So huge and wide open water,
That wants to be in as plea
Be nearer as wanted that matter.

... j. r. ...

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