watching clouds

watching clouds

peering at the soft daylight sky

with a uncertain semi still reverence

i look at the clouds

with the eye of my heart

and their gentle

shape shifting meanderings

conjure memories

as i creatively embrace

the possibilities

of what may come next

i feel the journey

i feel the migration

eased along

by the gentle atmospheric breeze

the trees of the wood

confirm my observances

as the resonate and clap

applauding the show

what is potential

to one who realizes their now ?

from whence does exponentialness come

who is thy Father

who shall bore thee

when the Fetus comes to term

i am reborn into a world of wonder

and the twinkle never leaves my eye

for i have been extricated

from the womb of darkness

and the light blinds me

with a passion to explore

and question

now hence many years

i ask

why did i need to travel this road

only to seek to return

to that place

before there was an innocence

for it was not yet defined

in my understanding

of dichotomous things

the stains upon our consciousness

may be purged

but what about the memories ?

so i look to the skies

just to escape the perceived limitations

watching clouds

© 26 January 2013 : william s. peters, sr.