there is one memory something that will not fade away but remain, persistent as the ghost of wildflowers gathered up, held close petals, stamens pressed without regard for bright pollen, permanently staining a white summer blouse there will always be this one, indelible trace preserved here (hand touching heart) forever
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Photo of wildflowers taken at Three Skull Lake - High Country, Alberta
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.