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22 September 2020

The sound of clouds

The sound of clouds comes from the sky,

all you need are your eyes to hear it

because even eyes listen,

especially when they are hunting for secrets.

The sound of clouds comes from a caress,

a genuine one,

and the mountains are happy when touched

they rejoice in silence, unbeknownst to us.

We are happy

because mountains are happy, too.

Our happiness is the consequence of their joy,

and we should have known this for some time now.