When the clouds came to meet me,I greeted them with blooms.Grey veils pressed against my horizon,heavy with silence,Yet each petal I offered was a small defiance-a whisper of colour against the blues. The storm lingered, but its weight thinned,like sorrow dissolving into memoryHope did not arrive as lightning,but as a steady clearing:a sky learning to … Continue reading When the clouds came to meet
When the clouds came to meet
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