Kissing the clouds, with a poem by Mojo

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Whispering to the Sky

Kissing the clouds, I rise so free,
Dancing on whispers of eternity.
Breathing dreams into a waking glow,
A fleeting beauty the heart must know.

Shadows dissolve in the light of flight,
Carried by winds that cradle the night.
Each moment a treasure, too wild to tame,
A spark of magic in a fleeting flame.

The clouds embrace, their cool touch near,
A gentle reminder that we belong here.
To chase the intangible, to run with the stars,
To weave our stories into heaven’s scars.

For within us lies the spark of the divine,
A symphony waiting to cross the line.
So kiss the clouds, and dream endlessly,
For the magic within is your destiny.

with love By Mojo