domingo, 24 de octubre de 2010

Like a cloud

Like a cloud
To just float around
Unable to get rankled
No parents, No teachers, No Peers
To rebuke me
Always in a serene disposition
And never lackadaisical
Letting the wind guide me
Without an inkling of
Where we will end up
I wish I were a cloud
Always moving
Like a nomad
From place-to-place
On my own will
With my own rules
Living my own life
Embarking on many journeys
As soon as I finish one
Gliding across the country
Letting the wind take me
To wherever it leads to
Without a depiction
Of where we will end up,
But just going with the flow
And not worrying about anything

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