The Unfamiliar Cloud
As I cross from the light of the clouds into the shade of the sun,
The canvass of the sky blinds as never,
The rain falling upon me has an altered effect,
I am now grounded when before I could soar.
A familiar sound is heard coming from the west,
And I am comforted by what is told to my ears,
Eventually sight forces to its´ part too,
Now my mind must strive beyond its´ years.
Seek and I shall find what is long being searched for,
Be wary however, for this must be done without haste,
Take care and take caution and advice from the sun,
Or I will no longer be searching, but now find myself chased.
Those who I must meet will find me in time,
Uncover what is brought forth and continue with what I need,
The sun that clouded before will show its´ light again,
And upon the energy of Earth I will eventually feed.
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2 comments:
It´s amazing the creative mind of Jesse after a Gallo (or two or 3)
indeed, slippery rock. you should see him after "the best cold pork chops [he's] ever had in [his] life."
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