Nowhere is the home of the lost souls.
They have detached themselves from self
and started on the journey there.
They have swathed themselves
in cumulus and floated
into the darkest barriers
of the sky.
They have crossed the clouds
that heavy with rain
have wrapped themselves around the sun.
At last they reach the pink of dawn
and go beyond.
Their home is nowhere in the blue
of a pristine sky.
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