Ocean of clouds
Realm of soft white waves
Making me to crave
All so much to write it out loud
The moment turns frozen
While time still flies
All white, grey and blue is what turns the skies
Into layers with some more colors added
It waits for more and more gaze
More and more depth
All turning a new set
With more and more fillers of shows and imagination padded
The sail of the clouds making a totally new invasion
A new exploration, a new discovery
Where ships and waves all made of the same matter
Understandings and meanings all awaiting to scatter
A new world where rain showers upward
The green plants blowing with winds
So fragile, so beautiful
The frozen moment is all so soulful
So new, undiscovered
The ocean held strongly by G
While everything else is as inverted as it can be
Beyond horizon, you feel and cast
New world into new understandings
And new understandings into whole new words
©Richi Simon
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