remembered #211

remembered

clouds
an endless fascination
never too much gazing
never too much
admiration
no two the same
ever
but
remembered
reminded today
of my childish fascination
my childish belief
that
another world
invisible
to us
a human like me
living in the same space
but invisible to me
sometimes lightly felt
like a shiver
perhaps
nebulous
we could pass through
each other
like mist
or a cloud

an explanation of where dreams went
or of any other mysteries