August 19, 2025

I Was There

I Was There

Sunlight breaking through a hole in the clouds, as if revealing a path on sturdy wings
Photo & poem by AdPock

A shadow on the cloud
Though I hear it’s there
Pulling hundreds of souls
Away on the air.

Wasn’t I once a part of that sky?
Dreaming of adventure,
Through fear-clenched eyes…
Am I still traveling?
Homeward ever bound?

There it is!
Through that hole in the clouds,
Sunshine glistening
Upon sturdy wings
There it is…
I was there.

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