Sonnet 8

Every time heavy dark clouds make figures

Shapeless shadows without end or color

With a defined purpose as yours

Unscented as dry thing without odor

Fasting words are coming from this round mouth

The earth stops walking side the big star

The air gives actually no life to laugh

I hesitate which effect my words mark

Discovering a new paradise

Where little rocks made wider better course

When time is changing us ’cause our deep eyes

Are over forgiveness awful words caused

When clouds appear to hesitate your mind

Remember someone is in this mankind