Beneath the Clouds

Scattered whispers echoes the colorless air grounds scripted with life born there water runneth through it's streams the soil harvesting the fruit from it seeds beneath boundaries of blue shades hues shift to a darkened gray light glows, then fades away deep seas magnifies a gentle breeze swift the sun days drifting off in deep dreams A white light glows the night spiraling a myth winter spring then summer fall I see sunny days, I hear rain calls taps on panes, windy chimes beautiful snow flakes covering the sky silhouettes upon the mountain's wall a dark sky glistens the most beautiful bright stars leaves fallen from the trees rainbows of colors adorn the earth from which they feed the sky forever changes Ice sickles fall, canyons erupt strong winds, massive floods mother's nature designed by God a magic kingdom beneath the clouds