Can I Catch Clouds--by Lousie Zhang

Can You Catch The Clouds

Can you?
Can you?
Me, with my hands?
Oh, no, but I can
shut the clouds in my eyes.
I can
net the fluffy whiteness
with my brain waves,
I can
fan the clouds with my
whims and fancy
I can
darken the clouds
with my sorrows
and brighten it
with my smile.
My heart is holding every fiber
of that laden nothingness
which impresses millions of years earlier,
and floats to millions of years hither after.
In my palm, clouds evaporate into nothingness
My fingers
cling to it.
Have I caught It?