While my thoughts are giving birth....

The clouds, this morning, are touching ground
An air of mystery is all around
The Heavens, above, are kissing earth
While my thoughts are giving birth

There is a mistiness before my eyes;
And a sense of wonder, creating surprise,...
My soul is lifted by what I see
Beyond the clouds there's infinity..

If  I could gather them into my hand;
And hold them close would i understand:
The beauty, the wonder, these clouds contain..?
I'll never know they won't remain...

And so, I ponder them, with open heart
These mysterious formations: at day's start
Kissing the earth with gentle might
These clouds reach  out and challenge my sight