A cloud on my shoulder

Your fog trekked my treacherous path to my shoulder.

I let you in and held you taut to see my 

heaven— landscapes lavish with love.

I entrusted you to shade my peak from the gaze of a perilous sky, to turn

aerosols into healing rain for my evergrowing fields.

Yet at times the radiant sun will rise on my firmament… and I hold

sovereign trust in you to no longer seclude its sunshine.

Welcome it atop me— stand with me against the sun and let its 

aureate rays leak like a cultivating sap onto our skin.