Like Clouds Passing In The Sky

For what is life, if not described in a poem every once and a while?

 

Like clouds passing in the sky,
My life’s moments pass by.

Each cloud has a different shape,
And just as I manage to get near,
That shape seems to disappear.

Sometimes I wish I could visit the past,
But the clouds are too vast.

Sometimes I wish I could visit what’s next,
But the clouds keep changing context.

I’ve decided to sit down,
In the mi(d)st of the white,
Where it all feels so bright.

Like clouds passing in the sky,
This moment too, will pass me by.

 

#consciousconnection

I started blogging mainly because of my interest in organizational cultures and (online) communications. Over the years it has become my passion to help professionals and entrepreneurs build their dreams, accelerate their results, and create richer, more fulfilling lives.
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