Low clouds
set in over me
just above the ground
I can hardly see.
No shapes appear
in the pale gray mist
chilled breath draws near
and leaves a gentle kiss.
I am not rolled away
by the waves gray and grim.
They brush against my face
surrounding, bring me in
to a world of formless gray
unfeeling, cold, and wet.
Not a word can they say
though they speak inside my head.
I want to travel with them
join their eerie band
visible yet hidden
as they drift above the land.
Change me
make me shapeless
void of thoughts and fears.
Take me
make me shameless
help me disappear.
This one came in a short burst of creativity after seeing some low clouds one day. The way they drifted just above the ground really fascinated me. It made me think about what it would be like to drift just above the ground with them; still here, but away from everything. Honestly, it sounded nice.
I'm sure you've felt like you just wanted to get away or disappear from everything for a while. I think we all feel it from time to time, and there's nothing inherently wrong with wanting a break. But we need to be careful, because we're supposed to be on the ground, people and not clouds.
I've found myself wishing I could leave a lot of things, even people and places, and just start over. But running away doesn't solve anything, it just gives you another opportunity to make the same mistakes. And although I'm telling you what I believe the solution is, it's still hard to live in a way that keeps me grounded and stops me from drifting away to where my problems can't reach me. I think it takes effort, trying to see the world around us differently. It comes from the same place contentment does, I guess, something I need to work on.
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