I saw a cloud,
That broke away,
And floated from,
A large mass,
Of white and fluffy stuff.
Declining to conform,
With the other clouds,
Showing enough was enough.
To be yourself...
To float...
On your own air-stream,
Inspired me to write this verse.
I went inside,
For pen and paper,
Came back out...
But, the cloud had dispersed.
-end-
moses lee