by menhir
@ 30 Aug. 2006 - 15:28:47
They are scudding, expressive, full;
Cumulus crossing storm streams of white,
It's like a world within a sky busy, busy and even busier,
Rushing to an important rendezvous in a crowd and to a crowded place.
Our sun is strong, all encompassing,
An equally as strong breeze keeps the temperatures controlled;
The vista is wide and varied, the landscape sparkles;
The wondrous clarity of the panorama almost defies description,
Poetry cannot encapsulate what there is here because it is so vast.
Menhir Aug 30th 2006 15.20