A mid-afternoon cloud drifts along
Down below, high noon stretches into its fourth hour
Brazen vapors pining to be seen
A vain tease its silver linings
To dormant soles never looking up
Know glorious rays today!
As nature out laud
No show down with that
A stare way to heaven
Or sight unseeing
Such a gossamer cover-up
Of happiness so lean
I started this poem in a notebook earlier this year while out for a walk and stopping to admire the clouds. I finished it recently; a bit unusual given the dozens of pages of unfinished poems in my poetical universe. This poem struck me as a good Monday poem, especially after unexpectedly nice weekend weather. As many people head back to work on Monday, this poem is a reminder to look up and experience the majesty that is nature. Appreciating the little things in life is the stuff of happiness.
Nature is not particularly adept at hiding itself. Still, people often find a way to allow nature to go unwitnessed for extended periods of time. Nature bids us happiness. Outbidding nature is dangerous to our happiness. May you find your life leaning to happiness.
