for Nick
I spend my time staring at the black clouds
They follow each other and carry a shadowy light
They run and run and they don’t ask why
The wind chooses the path and there is no way back
Dark fragments floating in the river of time
You told me that the weather would turn back to fine
And to build a windmill ’cause the wind would rise
And stronger would get the waves and the tide
I’ll take your advice, still I’m straining my eyes
Waiting for the clouds to show their silver lining
aliensoulmates 