ABSENCE

Sometimes, I would look up to the heaven
to search for answers
that I wish were written
somewhere among the stars
moving from one galaxy to another
soothing and comforting words
like a mother's hug
a friendly embrace
yet sometimes all that I see are clouds
covering most or at least part of the blue sky

with unbelievable shades
ranging from black shadow to glistening
white explosion to the oceanic blue that is the sky
mother nature's portrait
of scenes that leave one breathless
using strokes that cannot be duplicated
in any canvass
ever-changing, ever-evolving
ever-wanting...

Lucky me, lucky you
for absence is not necessarily
the lack of presence...