shades of grey without color
interlaced with whites;
full and fluffy are these clouds
clustered together in a quilt
of passing potential rain,
slowly revealing in patches
what tomorrow will provide.
17 July 2019
cut down in winter, the
spring has brought new life
and she grows taller than before;
blooming, as if its her last
knowing in the winter, she
will be cut down again, but
this time closer to the ground.
17 July 2019
early morning
no sleep anyway
warm and humid
without sun
without clouds
without blue sky
quiet...
as if the birds
have decided
not to play,
and the winds
not to blow,
and the rains
not to fall
until...
we all find
ourselves awake
to enjoy it all.
17 July 2019
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