Let’s talk clouds today. Not your average cotton-candy-in-the sky, but rose-tinted ones that serenade us as we fly-carpet them from upturned lips to perfect laughter. Then, there are those dark clouds heavy-laden with pain, grief and sorrow that seem to find us on occasion. These clouds store our tears as they escort us from inky darkness into the light.
Circle back to cotton candy clouds-placed skywards to lift our heads, reminding us that eclipses never last and…. our wings can never die.

©Vivian Zems

Poets United– Clouds