Clouds - a reading (on YouTube)
My vision softens
To foggy and indistinct.
A world of white covers my eyes
With silent fields and peaceful mountains,
No turmoil, indecision, or regret.
The edge of the world is a crystal
lake
Reflecting lost promise and desire,
Forgotten dreams piled upon its snowy shore.
Beneath its broken surface,
Glimpses of the real world move.
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© 2017 Edward P. Morgan III
