Clouds
Silent evaporative collection up high
White touches the blue, the spectrums delight
Your presence dictates the mood down below
With oceans and trees respirations you grow
Your gloom makes us weary and your absence brings praise
Working nonstop, both nighttime and day
Pillowy softness at first the pretense
Hollow and void lightning a defense
Surrounding our spaces wherever we go
Sounding off loudly ions explode
Beautiful violence, tranquil and serene
Cumulonimbus electrostatic machines
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2017
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