Clouds part II

The clouds slipped from the sky again

Came down to speak with me again

When I climbed the mountain far from home

This time meaning to be alone

But they had stories to tell me again

And I hope to fall

I hope to be caught

I hope to sleep

And when I wake up

I always wish it was here

In the close air

Hidden under trees

Whispering to the mist

That always catches my drift

And tries to tell me

What I've missed

Here, so often

The clouds settle down

They don't float by

There's no rush to soar up back to the sky

So everything here is quiet and still

And I can silence what haunts me still

I'm always going to miss you

But maybe I won't spend my days

Wasted and waiting at the windowsill

I can settle into the forest

Settle into the dark

Into the quiet

Into the clouds

But doubt my heart will buy it

So tell me your stories of home

Of wandering around the world

Of when you first left the oceans

Or nestled into the mountains

Tell me of the first time you rained

And all the times since

I'll tell you of one

When I left

And I could see her breathe

Heavy and rising in the air

It was cold

But not freezing

Like she said,

It'd be raining

When I was leaving

And as the clouds slip from the sky

I sit in the mountains high

Above the rain

With little more perspective

Than the stories I've gained

By listening to the oldest of voices

That doesn't speak in noises

But pictures in my mind

And music in my heart

I could call this place home

But I am only part

Of a story, and in a chapter

Where I am still alone

Run away to the mountains with me

But you said you'd never leave

So I'll call again tomorrow

And make you change your mind
Just don't make me
Leave you behind