Another Sunset You Observed Poem by chas garcia

For what you are to see, can only be seen by you,
as one second its gone from view.
no one will see the same formation,
who’s to say wind freedom has its way.
The mystical clouds are seen in different ways.
not the same feast everyone’s eyes.the mystical
clouds is different, everyday. who’s to say; wind
freedom not have its way.
we only see the similarity, of some formation
that to change every second, every hour, every day.
as yesterday’s not the same. not to stay,
only to register the reality of what’s seen today.

2008.