Love Sense

"I didn't know. I couldn't tell."
"Why not? You always know - You have always been able to tell"
"Oh, but don't you see, I couldn't?"
"You should have!"
"Oh, but how could I make sense, when all I could do was love!"

Clouds

I understand the cloud. It's pure-white brightness, brimming in sunshine, swaying and gliding in fluffy delight. And in a moment it is brooding - heavy, a pit full of black bursting into a torrential storm!