is an act of finding a sensible extension to existence.
how can we forget clouds?clouds makes the sky beautiful..
Beautiful i-poem, Me Ho.This photo of this cloud reminds me of the ultrasound of a baby as it begins to develop in it's mother.So could we say this is the beginning of a new birth of a rain cloud.
@ Shadow: The sky is always beautiful,Shadow. You are right, the clouds, how can we forget them. @ Terri: Tia,you found the meaning of he poem. It is indeed a new birth of rain drops.:)hugs
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