Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Clouds

Through purple clouds

I see the world below

People, tiny ants scurrying

Searching, working through

Vanishing life

They need a stop button

Time to see through the purple haze

Take a walk in the slow lane

Rediscover life

As it’s meant to be

The part that does not belong

Under the yoke

Find that something

That belongs to you alone.

©anitadawes