The clouds lie still for a moment,
Their edges blurred and mottled
And their depth unfathomable;
The telegraph wires twitch in the breeze
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When mind is gripped by fear such thoughts come into it. Nicely crafted poem. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much for commenting Anil