Clouds, heavenly clouds.
why do my eyes reach for the skies?
Nothing new under the sun
but a simple man.
Why do we reach
with our earthly fingers?
Perhaps seeking for
our long gone parents,
long forgotten.
Visions and images: Layers of meanings upon time. A dark and fuzzy dialogue with the Universe. Where am I? O Lord, What will the sun bring to our doors?
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