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I’m not knowledgeable
on climatic changes
the ways the winds go
on high or low pressure
I didn’t keep my head on books
but clouds these I know
teaching us
how to be in life
the best ones are
those moving fast
giving no resistance
to life happenings
they follow whatever
wind that comes
you see them glory
and soon happily gone
busy dancing
life out
no time to pout – others
grow darkΒ and sit dense
giving headaches
to everyone
they build resistance
to any life change
no escape
the heaviness
they create
will break on us all
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Anna, The good thing is that the fast clouds will always come to our direction. Bravo for your poetry! Thank you! Fabio
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You are welcome and right on, wishing for the fast clouds to come my direction π Thank you for your comment Fabio.
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Thank you Anna. I can relate to this poem on so many levels.
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Glad you do! Thank you for your feedback π
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thank you so much for this poem. it really brightened up my day! π
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Ah, that is good, thank you for letting me know!
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Great poem.
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Thank you.
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I love this poem! A good reminder for us all!
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Indeed, included me! Glad you like it.
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Enlightenment is realising that nothing ever stays the same, everything always changes.
pete
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yes, right on. thank you pete.
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Wonderful poem about our connection to this outstanding form in nature and what it can teach us. Love it!
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Thank you Kate, life never stops teaching us! Wonderful isn’t it?
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Reblogged this on Stumbling along the sidewalk and commented:
More sage wisdom from Anna Mosca. Thanks, Anna!
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You are welcome, thank you for re-blogging!
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Anna, brava once again. My favorite phrase- “busy dancing life out.” There’s no drudgery in that.
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That is true! Keep on dancing π Thank you for your comment.
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Lovely Anna! I enjoy the clouds and stars watching for clouds by day and on a cloudless evening here the sky is so filled with stars…
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I love doing the same! May I ask where are you at with so many stars? π
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In a small village in the south of France. About 25 km from The Mediterranean and an hour north of Spain. It is paradise! π
Where are you in California?
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A cirrus pome!
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LOL, yes π
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Love this poem.
Now I am thinking of Joni Mitchell singing “I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now….”
π
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you really write well. π
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i believe this is your best π
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