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Clouds by Yahia Lababidi
to find the origin, trace back the manifestations. Tao
Between being and non-being barely there these sails of water, ice, air -
Indifferent drifters, wandering high on freedom of the homeless
Restlessly swithering like ghosts, slithering through substance in puffs and wisps
Lending an enchanting or ominous air luminous or casting shadows, ambivalent filters of reality
Bequeathing wreaths, or modesty veils to great natural beauties like mountain peaks
Sometimes simply hanging there airborne abstract art in open air
Suspended animation continually contorting: great sky whales, now, horse drawn carriages
unpinpointable thought forms, punctuating the endless sentence of the sky.
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