The dance of the clouds

[Padram]

I wrote this a couple of days ago.

The cloud veils the mountain peak

The wind sways the green tree tops

Playing a game of hide and seek

And the jagged edge gleefully pops.

From down below

a bull shaped cloud does rise

From the formless sheet above

Emerges an eagle. In a trice

The bull's horns, it lassoes,

With its powerful beak.

Lo and behold !

The bull scatters

Into flowers of silver and gold .

As the setting sun

Shows it's glowing face.

People are busy working

Unaware of the magic in their midst

A car speeding, another honking

But I am eager for the next twist

In the dance of the clouds.

[allanah]

Lovely , were you thinking of a particular place?

[Padram in reply to allanah]

Thank you allanah. I can see the Western Ghats mountain range from my place, in South India. So let my imagination run.

[allanah in reply to Padram]

Looks gorgeous in my imagination , thanks

[Eiram50]

Simply lovely.

Marie

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Beautifully said! I can see the clouds in my mind!