When Flowers Turn to Clouds

Time passes

And you don’t know

What I do

In the morning

In the heavy day

In the light of solar rays

What I live for

Where I stand on the

So called important issues

What I believe in

And whom I love

How far I’ve travelled

And my abandonment

And embracement

Of things and people

And my reasons why

And then I hear your voice

And I remember that

Time passes by.