Natures Melody Poem by David Wood

They wander with the breeze
For company
Gracefully billowing
Floating
Become heavily pregnant
Brooding in their depths
They cry and kiss the Earth
In beautiful abundance

Sometimes angry they
Flash their anger shouting
Loudly with thunderous voices
A wind whipped tempest

On heavenly clear blue days
They sit lost in their own thoughts
Silently thinking
Lonely

Or transparent in brilliant reflections
Of moonlight in a night sky
As they pass gently by

They are like wisps of cotton wool
I try and touch them
But I can’t