Towering Clouds

After Wordsworth

 

Stars, shining space-like in your blue eyes, seek

Nothing more than existence as you renew

The everlasting journey to pursue

Beauty in a world forgetful of creeks,

Glistening and singing their songs of water breaks.

I vow never to obscure your life-view.

When spiraling adherences bid adieu

To birds’ congress and red roses’ beaks,

Forgive the uncloaked while striving to be

A force of kindness, robed in nature’s hairs.

Overcome boredom’s malicious degree,

Basking under towering clouds’ moist blood!

Flow, within a breath of luminous good,

As sunlit forests forgive our cares.