• Rev. Ani

Some Call It Fog

Poems From The Porch



The opportunity to have our heads in the clouds,

to be impractical and to daydream about creative ideas,

has visited all who live here today.


Imagine all of us together

being lost in fantastical musings and inspired daydreams,

each in a magical wonderment of their own.


What magnificent ideas would emerge!


And when the clouds float away to the realm of the eagles,

our vision and insight about enacting new possibilities will spring forth

like green buds, new and fresh,

and we will all be empowered

by the blue sky clarity

to live into the highest version of ourselves

in peace and love


~the manifestation of my heady cloud fantasy.

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