Cloud Projection

I thought I recognised it not from the past

Not having had that experience before

Of being held that way in a silence

Of having such eyes following my breath

I thought I recognised it from a knowing

That such a feeling would one day be mine

And a future destiny would be this

But like a cloud

It came and went

Dissolving and

Disappearing

Before it formed

And so I smiled in spite of myself

For it had been

Nothing at all

Poem:  © Penelope Mavor 2013

Image: own