The wind is Nature's artist in the sky
A tiny propeller plane wants to be in the picture
A flock of cloud sheep seeking their shepherd
The mountains stare up in wonder as they contemplate the snowy valleys and peaks
Late afternoon fluffiness with a touch of pink
as shapes come and go and transform before our eyes.
How nice to be a tree
and forever admire the changing sky.
The tree tops pull our gaze above
lest we forget
how to really see...