image Open The Clouds

Open The Clouds

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  1. Reblogged this on Sonmi's Cloud and commented:
    Courtesy of rabirius, to be matched perfectly with a poem by Wisława Szymborska-Włodek;

    Clouds.

    I’d have to be really quick
    to describe clouds –
    a split second’s enough
    for them to start being something else.

    Their trademark:
    they don’t repeat a single
    shape, shade, pose, arrangement.

    Unburdened by memory of any kind,
    they float easily over the facts.

    What on earth could they bear witness to?
    They scatter whenever something happens.

    Compared to clouds,
    life rests on solid ground,
    practically permanent, almost eternal.

    Next to clouds
    even a stone seems like a brother,
    someone you can trust,
    while they’re just distant, flighty cousins.

    Let people exist if they want,
    and then die, one after another:
    clouds simply don’t care
    what they’re up to
    down there.

    And so their haughty fleet
    cruises smoothly over your whole life
    and mine, still incomplete.

    They aren’t obliged to vanish when we’re gone.
    They don’t have to be seen while sailing on.

  2. Afternoon Rabirius! 🙂

    How beautiful. He could be saying, “What the hell is that ??” Or, see the rain has lifted and brought about a beautiful blue sky! Haha

    Hugs and more hug, Paula xxxxx

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