LILY-CLOUD POEMS
1
I never touched a cloud
though in aspirations
I stretched up my hand.
2
From my window seat on the plane,
clouds ride by and softly
swallow us.
3
Lilies grow in your garden;
clouds fill the sky.
Do they share soft secrets?
4
God clothes the lilies
of the field
in the soft raiment of giant clouds.
5
mesmerized by their sway,
I envy their camaraderie
with the wind.
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