Scattered Clouds
A Musing on Self in the Infinite Universe
A pale blue
Reaching to forever
The change to dark
To pure black
Almost imperceptible
Until it surrounds you
As you turn
Surprised by the change
Pinpricks pierce your eyes
Cold white light
Lanterns seen
Through the windows of infinity
Awe fills your soul
As you feel so connected
Yet so small
The walls of your life
Your existence
Feel paper thin
Stretched to breaking
Beneath that darkness
That impersonal chill
You push against
Those membranes
Bulging inwards towards you
Desperate to maintain
Your person
Your individuality
Yet your anonymity
Lingers heavy inside
Dragging you down
Into that eternity
As strength fails
And desperation gives way
To despair
A faint hue
Pink as a summer lily
As a cherry blossom
Opening itself to the day
Shatters the darkness
Showing you the path
Back to the light
To your strength
And as the sky finally returns
To that pale blue
That you love
That comforts you
Your entire mark
On life
Feels light as the breeze
Your entire existence is
Scudding along the horizon like
Scattered Clouds
About the author
Mark (Mitch) Weil
I am an aspiring author, both in the novel and short story genres. I have loved books and reading my entire life, and look forward to creating the same awe and wonder in readers that other authors have done for me over the years.
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