Clouds
Their trademark: they don’t repeat a single shape, shade, pose, arrangement.
Unburdened by memory of any kind, they float easily over the facts.
What on earth could they bear witness to? They scatter whenever something happens.
Compared to clouds, life rests on solid ground, practically, permanent, almost eternal.
Let people exist if they want, and then die, one after another: clouds simply don’t care what they’re up to down there.
And so their haughty fleet cruises smoothly over your whole life and mine, still incomplete.
They aren’t obliged to vanish when we’re gone. They don’t have to be seen while sailing on.
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Clouds
Their trademark:
they don’t repeat a single
shape, shade, pose, arrangement.
Unburdened by memory of any kind,
they float easily over the facts.
What on earth could they bear witness to?
They scatter whenever something happens.
Compared to clouds,
life rests on solid ground,
practically, permanent, almost eternal.
Let people exist if they want,
and then die, one after another:
clouds simply don’t care
what they’re up to down there.
And so their haughty fleet
cruises smoothly over your whole life
and mine, still incomplete.
They aren’t obliged to vanish when we’re gone.
They don’t have to be seen while sailing on.