Among the Clouds

December 18, 2010
Soaring high in the air,
Fingers far from the ground.

You see none,
And hear no sound.

And yet your happy,
Happy as can be.

Content and free,
Without things to see,
But the clouds,
And the sea.

Ocean crashes against the shore,
Her arms thrashing against the rocks.

Her screams are heard for miles ahead,
People don't stop in shock.

They continue on with their lives,
Like nothing occured.

They go on with their lives,
Riding the rough surf.

I watch it all,
among the clouds,

Wishing for all to see the truth,
That has never been found.

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