Clouds Poem by Chris Lee

Clouds trickle by, way up in the sky,
They make me ponder, what i've done and why,
Ever changing, ever moving,
and strangely so soothing,
They flutter about, here and there,
Come rain or shine, they never seem to care,
They cover my world, with relative ease,
Riding on the back, of a casual breeze,
A cloud can be whatever it may choose,
Then drift away, on a relaxing cruise,
Looks so peaceful, gliding on the wind,
No thoughts, no illusions or actions have sinned,
Wouldnt mind trying it out someday
Could be free to go any which way.



written by Chris on 26/10/06