Clouds

Sing oh great clouds in a vibrant tenor that only you understand
and only you can sing
sing forth oh great clouds train down on us

I am always amazed that concurrently you can have clouds
with tens of thousands of foot of billowing immensity
and at the same time wisps of clouds
that are barely worthy of the namesake of cloud
billowing in such a nature that they threaten to be and yet
seem to have a twinkle
if they had an eye
that says they know all along that they are not yet
but they could be

I love it when I spot something new in life
today I see clouds that look like northern snow clouds
ready to bring in winter, yet coming from the south
moving at such a rate
you would swear they were race horses
racing to get north to find their destiny perhaps
multiple layers of colors as sunset approaches
the imagination can't fathom yet
exist in reality for all to see
wonders never cease