A poem.


Photo by M.A.D.

Photo by M.A.D.



My Cloud


I saw my life in a cloud,

painful memories within.

Hurt and pain, erased filaments of the soul,

Locked up tightly without hope.


I saw my life in a cloud,

passing by so fast, remote.

I saw myself as a child,

The adult I have become.


I saw my name in a cloud,

called aloud by beauty, white.

Aloofness turning to trust,

Forgiveness gave in to Love.


I saw myself in a cloud,

years of pain turned upside down,

by a dream pristine so clear,

that I could believe was real.


I saw my life in a cloud,

Beginning, between, no end.

As white blanket dissipates,

Angel mine, at the end awaits.