Carrying the tender feelings as they grow
In a palanquin made of his hearts snow
Drawing in the smell of Earth after rain
Enjoying the tickle of grass and grain
Far away from the crowd
From everything that’s loud
Still, he stood
Gazing at the snowy cloud
Hush! The silence of nature soothes
His head trip starts n’ thoughts broods
The ethereal clouds shapes into his love
As an ineffable beauty appears above
Willy-nilly, thus from the red land, he flies
To meet her in the skies where she abides
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hey, Loved it..
**Far away from the crowd
From everything that’s loud
Still, he stood
Gazing at the snowy cloud**
loved these lines. You really are a creative guy. who seeks answers in the clouds.
Thanks 🙂 How did you stumble on to this poem?