P1160993 young cloud c


Wander, young cloud,
as the winds blow.
Climb mountains bold,
build your own
like rounded range of snow.
Be a canvas
of astonishing colors
painted sunrise and set,
until you are ready,
filled with full cycle,
to give up your burden,



Written in response to a
 three word prompt:
wander, astonished, complete.




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2 thoughts on “Cycle

  1. Even as a child I loved looking at the clouds moving, constantly changing, sometime growing an billowing power others slowly being diminished by the warm that couldn’t even wave goodbye. It is still one of my favorite hobbies. Great post.

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