There’s that solitary one
floating high
in a precious corner of my sky,
never lowering itself,
as if it’s afraid of drowning in bliss
if it comes down a bit,
or turning into heavenly mist
as it drenches my soul.

Sometimes I wish it could grab me
and carry me beyond my horizons,
to places I have never dreamt of.

It’s this single one,
just passing by,
never shedding a drop,
that my heart aches for.
I think of it
each moment awake,
and in every dream I drift through
in my sleep.