On the Ecstasy of Being a Cloud
Flying over the earth in ecstatic joy and mirth.
Feeling billowy and devastatingly sweet.
Free as I have ever felt.
Unencumbered by a human body.
It was a redemption most divine.
A new beginning, and time was all mine.
No approval did I need nor seek.
I was resoundingly complete!
Gratitude filled my cloud soul, as up in the universe I rose.
I belonged to all the earth, unlimitedly.
Humanity, ah, humanity admired my cloud shapes, endlessly.
And oh, I loved them so!
Such astounding peace I feel and eternal freedom.
So sings my aloft, cloud soul!
11-9- 2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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