rising wind
clouds nearing, here they come barreling in, feel the hush
the moist pure angelic softness of air the closeness
ah the brush the touch the thick generousness in your mouth
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rising wind
clouds rearing, here they come racing over, see the dim 
the sun a great hot eye
closing bit by bit, then all at once
as if belonging to a sleepy baby
ah the relief of shade of less of quieter of covered

hey did you know
clouds are a web

soul-catching web
wispy billowy graceful soul safety-net up above
for those moments when
you jump out of your skin

when you bounce out of your bones into some hovering space
of shock or dismay or worry or 
terror flash-freezing
grief like glass powdering

don’t worry because every single time
clouds will catch you and send you back
for sure, for sure
infinite times

faithful ever-forming and ever-cleansing
those darling, irreplaceable clouds
catching

faithful and ever-forming and ever-cleansing
darling, irreplaceable you