Clouds
Clouds
Did you ever wonder
how a cloud moves?
Floating particles gather
in an array of forms.
Sometimes, I imagine
I see a family of porpoises
gliding in the sea of blue.
Other times,
the clouds are a marching band.
Stringed instruments roll on by
while a series of drums and
buglers float on.
Today, I watched
as a small winged bird
entered the film.
It was, in fact, a tiny swallow,
gathering the clouds in its beak
pulling it through the sky,
inviting the others of its kind
to bring on the next display.
Was I actually seeing this take place
or had I fallen
asleep dreaming
of clouds, and birds,
and musical instruments,
and an ocean of
porpoises?
Take some time to
gaze at the clouds…
if you see a set of
wings pulling them,
you tell me.
Was it just a dream?
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