With the Passing Clouds

Charming flowers on the wings of passing Clouds where crystal froths flying like the dove, Lone I’m walking behind the passing cruise Holding your hands in mind on the green mat, The bouquet of white clouds offers the gleams To the twilight canvas where love birds tweet, The nectar drops drip slow from the rose cheek To blow the depth wave of the white sky breeze, Where you’re, there I’m, we are on step by step Stitch the ceaseless route of peaceful life verse Summer comes, after monsoon the winter And spring goes behind the voyage of time Each blood of nature flows thru live ripple Grabbing roots for the good end of pavement March 06, 2023 Each passing cloud Poetry Contest Sponsored by: JCB Brul