This Moment..

This moment and nothing. This moment, the ripples in billowed clouds, this moment the surge to puncture,to tear the tears and fly off- to the winged cloud, the tailed cloud, the untamed cloud, the dispersing cloud, the undying-undulating cloud, the spiralling cloud, the mischievous and mercurious loud, the uninhibited,unshy,the naked,the mutinous cloud. Sarab Sri Kaur […]