Poem: Swirling Clouds

Live a long life,

the clouds say.

Count all your

blessings,

the winds whisper.

There’s a healer

among us

and we won’t

recognize his name

or the good that he does

unless we change

our perceptions.

And so it is written

in swirling clouds

that seem to form

valuable messages

that only an open mind

could decipher.

©️mft

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