Blue Clouds

Blue Clouds

I now know the way of storms

like I now the way of my paintings

Today I felt I needed to paint a sky

asking questions to the white page


Clouds are flocking in one direction

twirling around the light

Of deep blue they are

are they clouds of sadness then


It’s relaxing and soothing to be yourself

not to try to be someone else

not to embarrass yourself with shapes

when you are the colors filling them


I know the way of storms

and even if I’m happy tonight

tomorrow I may not be

for there are blue clouds in the sky


I may feel you closer to me tonight

but it is only another trick of life

to push down my barriers

and be hurt even more tomorrow by the change of wind


But no, this is a fear of mine

a fear not to be loved, a fear to love

each day that passes is bringing us closer

no matter which are the winds that blow

no matter whether they blow sadness in blue or anger in red or elation in yellow

no matter if they carry dust or snow

no matter if our view obscures with haze and fog

we are going closer and closer in the absence of one another

and stronger too


About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!

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