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The website content is a reflective poem that explores personal coping mechanisms through the beauty of nature, particularly the sky and clouds, and acknowledges the healing power of a supportive partner.

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The poem titled "I Feel It in the Air, I Feel It in the Atmosphere" delves into the author's emotional journey, expressing feelings of sadness, comparison, and isolation. The author finds solace in the natural world, specifically in the clouds above, which offer a sense of freedom and renewal. The poem also touches on the impact of a supportive woman's presence, which brings hope and healing. An unexpected gentle rain during a sunny day symbolizes an ethereal moment of connection with nature, reinforcing the idea that nature can act as an empathetic support system. The poem is a follow-up to a previous winter poem and is accompanied by an animated short called "Beyond the clouds," which aims to visually capture the emotions conveyed in the verse.

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The author expresses a sense of being left behind and struggling with feelings of abandonment when comparing their life to others.
A change of environment, such as going on vacation, is suggested as a way to cope with emotional struggles.
The author finds comfort and a sense of perspective when looking at the vastness of the sky and the clouds, which seem to transcend personal problems.
The presence of a supportive woman is highly valued by the author, seen as a source of strength and inspiration.
The poem conveys a belief in divine intervention or support, as the author feels the breath of God

I Feel It in the Air, I Feel It in the Atmosphere

When the clouds took my sadness away. A poem about unexpected coping mechanisms.

Job 35:5 “Look at the heavens and see; And behold the clouds — they are higher than you.

I feel it in the air; I feel it in the atmosphere.

When I silently cry inside, only the heavens will hear

All of my fears, hopelessness, and despair

I seem to go on a downward spiral whenever I compare

My life to someone else's, but their journey is theirs

I know my journey is mine, but sometimes I feel left behind

Like my world is in time-lapse and I’m in slow motion

For so many years, I didn't know how to express this emotion

I woke up and skipped my morning walk in which I get my elation

After talking about relocation, I felt like I'm always in a state of waiting

That's when I started discussing with a family member about going on vacation

I don't want to have to ask to go on a trip to me that life is vacant

When I see them constantly traveling, that began my low vibration

Is this what I've been handed? Why do I feel so stranded?

When I see others going forth, I must deal with feeling abandoned

I never feel lonely, but sometimes I feel alone.

I had to immediately get out of this spiritually condemned home

I stepped out into the spring breeze and looked up at the sky

Abundant cumulus clouds made me wave my troubles goodbye

I wish I was a red kite because the wind would enable me to fly

There's a fragrance of newness. The old things in me have to die

Every time I need you, you’re right there to pour

Into me, hope and healing the breath of God enters my lungs and pores

"No one is like you" A message from Mi Amour

There is nothing in this world like a supportive woman

With her, a man can soar

I take in those fluffy formations floating and filling the air

Majestic against a deep blue hue

Through these tinted glasses, I stare

Walking on a nice day allows your vision to change

God shows you miracles because without a grey cloud above

I briefly felt a gentle rain.

I smiled and continued to walk home.

I feel you in the air.

I feel in the atmosphere.

Walter P.o.p. Matthews IV

The rain wasn't a metaphor either. There was nothing but the sun, blue sky, and fluffy clouds, so the rain was very unexpected. It was an ethereal moment that lasted no more than a minute. I think nature can be the ultimate empath and support system.

This poem is the spring sequel to my winter poem Love gives you a hug when you really need it. If you would like to see my life imitate my art I composed and made an animated short that evokes the emotion of daydreaming among the clouds. It’s called Beyond the clouds and it will give motion to this poem.