Poetry

Pareidolia or not?

Each cloud tells a story
Of wild animals
or laughing babies.
Of Barking dogs
or flying horses.
Of losing medals
or of winning glory
It seems, in actuality,
Each cloud tells a story.

In reality,
The white formation of mist
only shows our wish.
Like a mirror, it reflects
our mind, it inspects.
Each cloud, only tells
your true inner story.

Sunayna Pal

Born and raised in Mumbai, India, Sunayna Pal moved to the US after her marriage. She devotes her free time to writing and Heartfulness meditation. She is part of an anthology that is about to break the Guinness world records.

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