• I feel the light. As I stand here in this place void of humanity. In an endless sea of wind, I watch the clouds of gray roam the sky. They fky where they wish. Held down by no one. They are above me as if superior. Coming and going when they please. Never stopping in their endless journey. I ponder if I will see the same cloud twice. I may not live that long. They relief me of my stress, of my pain. The pain of being human. They continue their cycle as i go about mine. Peace