The Clouds Of Protection Poem by Pierre Rausch

Occurred for heaven
Four or five hours
Too hastily identified
Far away since then
To walk around everywhere
As fast as she could
More precious intervals
The clouds have come
Having sense enough
To keep themselves spoken
Something so conclusive
That rarer opportunity
Determination and pride
I'll think of it
If they were mine
Determination and pride
I'll think of it
If they were mine
What was forced
That was a mistake
Considered by topic
Your music subscription
No deuce in the case
For I have never