Alive Again

Longing for the winds,
I breathe

A fresh new day commences…

These white fluffy,
Huge shapes of the clouds
Make my problems,
Look so small

In different sizes,
Yet made of the same sky dust.
These clouds,
Remind me of how we all
Emerge from the
Same dust

It could be heavy,
It could be light,
So much like us

Our emotions could,
Fill us or empty us
Like the clouds

It’s upto us
It’s upto us
To make this cloud mine

It’s upto us
It’s upto us
To feel alive one more time!

~Nidhi