Human Intervention

She runs without thought

and it feels like she is smiling, ear to ear.

If only she could smile.

Locked in a cage

when her excitement is inconvenient

and she waits.

Days.

Let free again

out for a walk

to the bigger crate,

its called the doggy park.

This is her only joy.

Off the leash and free to play

she loves everyone –

all the dogs and their owners

the same.

Her karma is never neglected

who is she

they all ask?

And the owner replies,

my dog.

I Look Down On You

 

I look down on you
judging you from the outside, not in.

I watch everything you do
and see everywhere you go –

but will never tell.

Sometimes, I see you take your first step
and I am here at times, to witness your last.

I can change my look in an instant
and my moods will surprise you.

This is what makes us similar,
you do that too.

When you cry, down on your knees, why do you look at me
and the rest of the sky?

I can’t help you, I am just a cloud.