Cloud Music (Poem)

For all of us, let your words be true
My burning eye
Lost to the sound of rain, lost to the whispering dark
Dance with me though I do not dance
Free what is bound, the music of sky and cloud

Tree sway, night faith
Ocean's gleam under scattered stars
Rushing forth in hopefulness
Guided by the patchwork heart
The earth sings though she cries

We all sing though we cry
At the same damn time
That's how we know we aren't empty
The blood still flows
Vibrant, lifelight red

-D.

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