Thursday, September 20, 2012

Poem: Clouds

Dull, dreary grey shrouds the world with floating cotton metal. Slowly draping, pulling through the skies dragging.
Suddenly piercing through, milky light. Glows with depth, like it knows.

A bright light that knows and washes away irrelevance with beauty

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