The Clouds Roll
They Shift down from the Mountains
They don't bring rain here
Not in this season
Not to this Valley
They come as a Shelter
From this dry and heavy heat
Pillars and Columns Contructed
In The Heavens Themselves
-SAH
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Samuel Henwood
Martial Artist, Poet, Philosopher, it was life's journey that gave me these titles, not a College Education.
I Love My Country #U.S.A.
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