Place of Refuge

Place of Refuge

12 July 2012

Ode To A Cloud



The clouds have been so fabulous this summer,
so I thought I'd write them
an ode.
Here goes:



You dance and turn and sing
O wispy thing
have you substance more than lace?
So quickly to dissolve, trace-
less, and yet your bulk 
can shudder the ships of man
almost to the point of breaking.



We should not underestimate you,
oh ghostly friend.  Only
praise and awe-fully gaze
as you drift across
                         the silent sky.






(photos by me)

2 comments:

laura.forestdreams:) said...

aaaah. lovely clouds...blue skies...and perfect words.

sometimes they seem so gentle...fluffy...changing shape and slowly adrift...and then.wham! they become dark and foreboding...filled with enough wet stuff to flood...

aaaaah. mother nature.
beautiful summer clouds!

(sorry...i am SO far behind in my blog reading...how easily, and quickly...i fall behind! yikes!)

laura.forestdreams:) said...

yay...time for a little catching up on my reading.
i saw this post and was sure i left a comment??!! i guess, just like the clouds...it floated away!