Cloud

When Night appeared
the frame of time    when it got away	 was a spectacle
Facing up from the morning pillow
The day paused a little
Tomorrow didn’t know it has to come
and night that took a bite of light
fell on a piece of apple that came third in the world

Cold sound tumbled down the mountains
and
green clambered up the ravines
                                                    and
Man stuck at the crossroads, became pedestrian
  in the same path that afterwards led to many
Picked the sun off heads of days one by one 
    and hoarded it
              so when water became a deluge to
                                                      leave the ark to Noah
                                         make the sword a bare necessity
                                        having to discover sulphur
            and gunpowder to add to life
still to make no difference

still the day comes 
the night 	like a dark cow breaks out of the manger
the day gets lost behind a brown calf
and the nimbus that is the mother of a missing son
revolves round the sky
              and keeps looking
                              not to find a quiet spot
                                                to cry her heart out

CLOUD