Wondering in the clouds!
Sounds from the silent air relaxes my soul. emotion is calm no one matters but me an GOD. I am in the fog were the weather has no place, the color is lost in the sky, no sound, no happiness, its just is...In the mist of the rebirth of the atmosphere laughter streams from the unsettled clouds piercing me heart with measurement of confidence. now it has all begin.Years have developed into substance that has created me...people, homes, places, nature... all has gone before me .. to help create me. so you see i am thankful for every unsettling feeling that nature has caused me, but at the end its dispersing to create ME!
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