Look to the Clouds
I painted an ocean in many shades of blue,
then bounded into the waves to look for you.
I painted a river that flowed toward the sea,
then wandered the shoreline, wondered where you'd be.
I painted a waterfall descending from a mountain peak,
then searched for your reflection in the accepting creek.
I painted a lake surrounded by a stand of trees,
then tried to hear your voice whistling in the breeze.
I painted a puddle just before the water cleared,
thought I discerned your image, then it disappeared.
I painted and painted from morning until night
then beheld you in the clouds, an angel in white.
Thank you, Mary, for your consistently uplifting poetry, and for all you do to make Poets United a friendly neighborhood to hang out in! We appreciate you!