Imagination
I saw a cloud; a big cloud.
It looked like a white temple;
an abode for people who have seen
and tasted the light of peace and harmony.
“If I am able to reach the cloud temple and knock
on its doors, will it open? Who will I see?”
I whispered to my self.
Date: 27/1/2016
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2016
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