The Man and the Cloud

She he loved
When first he saw her:
She was so pale and untouchable
So far away
He could never find
A path to climb to reach her
All serene she gazed at him
As on the wind she lay reclining
He followed her eversighing
As she played hide and seek in her wide blue meadow
It seemed forever
That he had loved her
Always so pale and untouchable
«How cruel you are
Behind your white veil
You hide a heart that’s frozen»
Sorrowful she came to him
And in her own way surrendered…
Rain, gentle rain, her tears
She gave to him
And shedding love shed living…