Seeing her in the clouds....

Flowing like an autumn leaf,
your golden fleece chimes with
the floating stream of the wind…
You seem happy and soft, smiling
and subtly content, then why do tears
stream your eyes and chaos survives
within you serenity?
My oneness breaks apart for want of
your heaven’s return…
This distance; long between us, this
scavenging feeling of emptiness; when
being out of touch, stares at me….
Am here for my friends, but who’s there
for you? Thoughts as such fill my mind,
sitting oblivious to the crowd, I seek
your faces on every cloud…