Clouds

2-4-2008

The window in my office has become very special to me. There are some days that I spend hours looking out and watching the world revolve. I know that the clouds are moving somewhere all of the time. And maybe the cloud that I see will find its place in your world. Even the bluish gray clouds that hold the abundance of dew can not drown my spirit when I think of you. Like them, I fill up and rise higher and move faster just to get to you. Like them, I cry when emotions exceed my limits and I can’t hold them back any longer. Like them….I long to spread what is inside of me onto you. No matter how bright or how light or dark they become, they continue to move. And when they have shared their feelings they dissipate only to form new and just as exciting moments in time.