From the earth I was born
Hidden yet still seen
Slowly opening to the world,
Embracing it.
I was beautiful yet invisible
Those who looked never really saw me;
Never understood that
There was so much more
to me.
When the sky would weep,
I would catch its sorrowful tears.
Heavy, so heavy,
Like they were filled with broken dreams
And forgotten wishes.
It pained me that I could do nothing
Except bear the burdens
Until they would fade away.
The chain that held me captive
Was broken by a young maiden who wept like the sky.
Her sapphire eyes were pained.
Maybe she was a cloud,
Or a star that fell from heaven,
And wished to return.
I wanted to end her grief
To do something that made me different
From the rest of my sisters
She began to pull me apart
Whispering about something called
Love
Was it this thing called love that grieved
The little cloud maiden so much?
She could not hear my silent screams of agony
As my body and soul began to split.
She seemed to think that my silken heart
Somehow held the answer that she desired.
Holding my broken body in her hands,
Her tears ceased and the sorrow in her eyes
Turned to joy.
As I disappeared, soon to be reborn again
The maiden kissed me
And lifted me into the air, letting my body be swept up
Into the gentle caress of the wind.
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