When the clouds pass by in the morning
I will continue to live by my dreams.
Life gives me moments to realize
And the hours pass by
Random as a lightning strike,
I haven’t any control over which pattern
Of thinking I might decide upon.
Yet in the evening as the sun begins to set
I think of the clouds as they created obstacles
In my notions of life.
Somehow I forgot to look when the shade
Erased any memory of a burning hot desire.
Suddenly I was cold again
Feeling the fears that always await my mind
More prominent on bluer days than not
I looked outside in the sunlit morning
And felt swept in by the cloudless sky
I wondered what it felt like to be so free
Of any obstacles that might impede my day