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The Clouds
The Clouds
They drift in countless shapes and shades,
Figures that whisper tales of life’s parade.
Each contour speaks to our hearts and minds,
Reflecting the stories we leave behind—
Echoes of laughter, shadows of gain,
Carried aloft on the whispering rain.
High above, in the boundless blue,
No judgment, no fear, just the honest view.
They linger for all, a canvas so vast,
Inviting our thoughts on the future and past.
What was, what is, what’s yet to unfold,
In the embrace of the clouds, life’s truths are told.
And as they shift in the light of the day,
They spark our dreams and show us the way.
Beyond the horizon, where hopes intertwine,
In their endless forms, endless worlds we can find.
Rolando Matias
