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

Without notice.

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

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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