Observing Clouds

Observing Clouds

As darkened thoughts,
float through blue sky mind,
a deeper truth,
I seek to find.

Standing back,
Observing them all,
Wondering,
If one may fall.

From blue sky mind
Rain on open lips,
An ocean takes
a truth, that slips.

What once was observed,
Thoughts so clear,
Now is mixed,
With oceans fear.

And as it goes,
with truth and rain,
They disappear,
in ocean's pain.

But remind myself
of thought clouds had,
On Blue sky mind
that weren't so bad.

The dark cloud that fell,
Now part of the sea,
Makes us who
we're meant to be.