God Picked Cotton Too

Aggrandized magnified
spread sporadically across soft white and tinted blue skies
posing perfectly still in middle of air
nothing holding you up
nothing holding you down

Just there

sculptured pieces of art
crafted by hands of those who now live above

Hovering unattached



too much harm from the sun.
centrally located below life and above death
he gives her rest


her contemplation
deducing her anticipation
his control frees her oppression inducing her equanimity

Knowing she will someday create her own sculpture

of these clouds she sees


© 2013 L’ighly Spoken

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