A speck on deserted beach,
Here I sit alone and silently.
In the flow of cool night air
I consider my place as above I stare.
Barely glowing, illuminated in dim shorelight
Unimaginable shapes of clouds take flight.
Reaching up in their dark minuet
Shrouding over the stars I remember.
Tenous like wispy entities they are
Control perception of distant stars.
One moment a bright blue point there
In a wink and a flicker gone from sight.
Blink on, blink off, like loves I've known.
Appearing to surprise and delight
I put them inside my heart then life's winds churn
Suddenly I'm longing, blind, and cold.
Yes, I wonder if you might have seen it.
One clear day you could see truth.
In the next as feelings swirl
You don't know reality from sweet fantasy.
Control of feelings I'm supposed to have.
Yet, these clouds from deep within
Shape my view and make me spin.
Are fact and fiction ever discerned?
How long will faith keep you alive
When the one you see has not survived?
Your love backfills their shell as best it can
Feelings gloss over so much now lacking.
Heavenly star or illusion born in clouds?
Twisted vision, faded reality, moments of happiness.
The star never burns cleanly through, forever.
This night, my feelings are like the clouds.