Dearest cloud.....

 

 

 
In total love, a sea creates out of itself,.. the clouds.
 
And then in love, it accepts the clouds back into itself.
 
Dearest cloud, ......
 
...In your fear,
...In your anxiety
...In your anguish
...In your tears
...In your yearning
 
........not for a single instant, you have been apart from I.
 
So why fret, ...............when it's in my nature,...... to bring myself back to myself.
 
 
 
 

 

 

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