clouds

i saw the clouds up in the sky
through the window
through the window of my soul
they were tinged a pale grey
harbingers of the lush green rain
the rain that sustains life
the rain that sustains my love
and my love was tinged with that very grey
floating by
i wish it could be proud and fiery and strong
like the sun
but clouds are just clouds
they pass-by
come and go
they can't hide the sun
that still shines forth
my soul burns on
the wick at the holy shrine
that only lights more
never fades
never dies
it is
and perhaps that is what i m seeking
my love... oh! divine..