Do what moves you

Clouds that move and Love that lies in between

poem

Clouds move between the trees, then stand still, then moves away

blue is all I see

blue like the sea.

blue like the sky.

so much green in between so many leaves so many pages of light.

so much breeze to turn the pages. so many pages to read, so many pages to just be.

My ego builds a nest in the tree with a bird and its eggs, and then the plane flies by, and then I sit then I wait.