Clouds and Festivals

CLOUDS AND FESTIVALS He lay out on the cellar door one day lazy gazing at the sky A child Before he knew why clouds move Sunny Late afternoon Grey ghostly moon The busy honey bees Suspended Sip Then BUZZ zip! He’s heard the Earth goes round His following eyes go round and round Suddenly! he’s off the ground quite a vital sort of primal ecstasy Clouds and Festivals Surreal Nature’s sounds Music in the air infects the skin the veins A shiver! ah those few moments so rare then Mother calls him in to dinner