Clouds
Clouds
move around the globe silently,
float over open plains
where gazelles fight,
witness red lava send out smoke,
travel oceans where
dolphins dive deep
in reach for a glowing swarm
of silver fishes,
and cast escaping shadows over
trees of the short walkway
I know,
strangers pass by
each other
without leaving memories,
and sun above heads
lead golden rays through
her fine hair,
enlighten streets,
and burn down forsaken
roses bush.
feet bones crack each step,
and footprints
are left on concrete.
some old photos scatter
in empty room,
some old pencil drawings
of her body dampen,
and her black eyes
capture rust of iron clads by the river,
where current calmly push lotus
down towards where sea salt
dissolve in dulcet water,
and no traces are left by
the spontaneous rain ..