artful formations decorate my skies
as haze and clouds swirl past my head
and then I look up to behold
nature’s own art.
Deft brushstrokes and cottony ribbons
strung across endless blue depth –
and the longer I gaze,
the more it seems
that I could just fall in…
If I just don’t blink;
Who’s to say
I won’t?
070522
Kayfucius 