My Mind Is Accompanying Clouds

My mind is accompanying those clouds,

floating seamlessly towards the far horizon,

high in the endless void, along with the song of the rains,

impending rains.

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My mind flies with the fluttering bird-wings,

momentary flashes of thunder illuminating the sky,

snow-storms sound like clinking jewellery, expressing joy.

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Wind blows from the unknown ocean,

Wet, nimble breeze, like the flowing wavy rivulet,

my mind meanders with its gentle flow,

amongst the woods, through bushes of wildflowers,

with the frantic, fanatic movements of their branches.

I keep looking on and on.

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