Future

I stood on the cliff and asked the wafting clouds exultantly, "You greet me every morn, you watch me through My windows and peer through the chinks, You have been a mystical part of me through My childhood when I skipped and jumped with friends And through my confusion and confidence in adulthood. What does the future behold for a dreamy me?" The sky seemed bluer in the cloudscape and I heard echoes " In the labyrinth of choices your future is sown in........your future is sown in Your cherished dream was an unbelievable reality................believable reality A kaleidoscopic ride after the nature you've churned out for self..........for self An investment in optimism has enveloped you in calmaria..............in calmaria Enjoy the fruit which is multiplying with interests......................with interests". May14, 2015 For Skat A Any Poem You Are Proud of # 3 (May 10, 2016 For Nayda Ivette Negron) *Calmaria (Spanish)- after a storm comes calm Poem is in a dialogue form; the second verse is an end line word poem.