The Lancean Specificity
Clouds
The clouds were wearing wedding white when they gossamered grey as day turned night
And then after dark they wrapped themselves in softest sable of raven black
They were light and then shadow and then they were gone on a day further on
Beyond the future present as presented by the wind as it blew past
The clouds passed over and away too fast but I will not forget that way
They looked that day that way they would if they would come back again if they could
Bearing their whispered witness by the wind in the sky again and again
So many clouds and so many more I have not seen but have seen before
The clouds were wearing funeral black when the wind came due and blew them back
Blown away the way I know on the breath of the universe I must go
But if only I could understand I might not be quite so lonely when
The wind carries me inevitably away someday when now is then
Someday to come to comprehend the way the universe borrows to lend
Around and around receiving to send and turning and returning where
What turns returns where one who learns this way finds the freeing of being there
In a heart where love grows when it knows as it comes and goes around the sun
I have to know if I have to go that nobody ever goes anywhere
That there is always here as here is always everywhere that all is one
And then for when the wind carries me inevitably away someday
To come to go but to know the freeing of the being of everywhere
The clouds were wearing wedding white when they gossamered grey as day turned night
The clouds passed over and away too fast but I will not forget that way
The clouds were wearing funeral black when the wind came due and blew them back
Whatever the clouds are wearing we turn returning to eternity
However we look whoever we are we spiral each a rising star
If lonely only because we have not met ourselves in each other yet
Remembering myself along the way I know the clouds will not forget
That way that day which they remember up to down but it is this same way
What turns returns where one who learns this way finds the being of everywhere
Though the night is long the journey longer still I know I will find it there
In a heart where love grows when it knows as it comes and goes around the sun
That there is always here as here is always everywhere that all is one
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMX
And then after dark they wrapped themselves in softest sable of raven black
They were light and then shadow and then they were gone on a day further on
Beyond the future present as presented by the wind as it blew past
The clouds passed over and away too fast but I will not forget that way
They looked that day that way they would if they would come back again if they could
Bearing their whispered witness by the wind in the sky again and again
So many clouds and so many more I have not seen but have seen before
The clouds were wearing funeral black when the wind came due and blew them back
Blown away the way I know on the breath of the universe I must go
But if only I could understand I might not be quite so lonely when
The wind carries me inevitably away someday when now is then
Someday to come to comprehend the way the universe borrows to lend
Around and around receiving to send and turning and returning where
What turns returns where one who learns this way finds the freeing of being there
In a heart where love grows when it knows as it comes and goes around the sun
I have to know if I have to go that nobody ever goes anywhere
That there is always here as here is always everywhere that all is one
And then for when the wind carries me inevitably away someday
To come to go but to know the freeing of the being of everywhere
The clouds were wearing wedding white when they gossamered grey as day turned night
The clouds passed over and away too fast but I will not forget that way
The clouds were wearing funeral black when the wind came due and blew them back
Whatever the clouds are wearing we turn returning to eternity
However we look whoever we are we spiral each a rising star
If lonely only because we have not met ourselves in each other yet
Remembering myself along the way I know the clouds will not forget
That way that day which they remember up to down but it is this same way
What turns returns where one who learns this way finds the being of everywhere
Though the night is long the journey longer still I know I will find it there
In a heart where love grows when it knows as it comes and goes around the sun
That there is always here as here is always everywhere that all is one
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMX
