Through the Clouds

Make way for the Clouds to pass

You come along and find the pain
Lurking amidst the crowd.
It’s hard to understand how your presence
Is all it takes
To wipe away the pangs.
The skies are dark
But the mind is clear
Of everything that clouds my life.
The light is dim
But spirits shine bright
Every time you walk into the night.
Your voice can touch
The depths of me
And give me peace
That I always crave for.
Your touch can speak
A thousand words
That pave the path
And open the doors.

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