A Sign In the Clouds

A sudden feeling came over me forcing me to ride down the busy street Something deep inside propelled me to embark on a spontaneous journey I wandered in the overgrown bush looking desperately for something to cook I circled around the bushy park gazing at the dark I stand on top of the grassy mound penetrating the traffic moving hastily around with prickles under my feet I walked gingerly across the street Big trucks and long vans with numerous labels stirring up the heat in the middle of the street I spend some time walking back and forth Taking note of everything and praying to God to cleanse me from my sins Exit fifty three (A) hangs gentle on a tree scrutinizing the travelers federal workers and trouble makers I tried to put things in context but there was more for me to see Something acute on the other side was patiently waiting for me I kept looking for a sign to prove that God is divine I turned around and headed East And there they were waiting for me in the grassy median beside sixty six East Six birds flew in front of me bound for Washington East I followed them to the top of the street and stared at the cloud thundering upon me I could feel God's power resonating from the ground There is a sign in the clouds And it is moving all around