White Clouds

 

 

A cumulous cloud opens

like a giant flower

in the sky.

 

Like lilies in a vase

 

the clouds arise

arrange themselves

 

like a wedding party

 

all satin and lace,

streaming and billowing,

 

drifting intimately

 

down the blue isles

at a leisurely pace,

 

like swans in still water,

their rippling reflections

 

glimpsed for a moment

in time and space.

 

While others,

 

more like the feathers

of some vast wing,

 

angel-like, go flying by,

 

their shadows moving swiftly

over everything,

 

connecting earth and sky.