I yearn to find that inner peace.
Its way up high in the sky –
Hiding among the bellowing clouds.
Unending mutation –
Into various forms – shapes –
Impressionistic cloud games –
Appeases my inner peace.
Fly up to the sky
Grasp the inner peace by its tail
Stow it in your head
Cap-it with baseball cap
Before it melts into the sky.
Raymond Chow 09-11-08
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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