The Singing Cloud

Fall is finally here Yellow leaves are glowing everywhere Big trees stand proudly in air Sucking the energy far and near and mingling with the crowd I walked around the fire circle in a carefree motion and gazed towards the heaven for the truth that I have already known I have heard it over and over again But sometimes it is hard to comprehend It is always the simple strings that tie big Kings The trees are dancing in the clouds And the whisperers are moving around with a subtle grin on their faces surveying the common places The afternoon sun rests upon me penetrating my body with fury With dry hands and parched throat I progressed hastily towards the shore in a speedboat I closed my eyes and circle my head and listened to the breeze whistling through the trees Dry leaves litter the sides of the street and the furious wind bellow upon the mountain Fall is looming in the sun I have waited for this moment to come The birds are hanging out in the tree playing with their friends and company And naked trees are staring at you and me Summer has come and gone Winter is creeping upon the lawn And blue clouds are singing in the sky.