clouds

Let the clouds float...
Go soft, don't blow them away O wind
The sailor-boats up in the head
Will move when it’s time to leave.
 
I can feel a sense of warmth,
In the cold, thick and thin of thoughts,
Let the wind take its time
For it's to clear them all at once!
 
Will I then not see water as water?
Ponds, lakes and oceans will soak in the brain
I’d wait for the clouds to rain and wander!
With winds without names they’d come again