Clouds – a Poem

Clouds

Clouds –

A sea of white suspended,

God’s pillow.

A haven for snowflakes and raindrops,

Rolling and floating, looking down.

Oh, to be up there with them

Pondering the world.

An ocean of silence,

Waiting to be torn asunder

By storm and tempest.

God’s canvas the sky –

Waiting to be painted

By the sun reflecting,

Creating change.

Cotton wool companions in heaven.

Clouds.

– Penny Houghton