THE CLOUD AND THE HILL

Down, down, down comes one single cloud

Heeding the call from down below

All other clouds have gone far away

But a single one dared and stayed behind.

Just like a crown it circles the peak

Of the hill so green and tall

Having won its trust and love

The cloud kept going down below.

How does it feel, hill, so green and tall

To be clothed in the warm raiment

Of the fairy white of the cloud

That came down to its love below.

Was this a trap set by the hill

Was this a deal with Mother Earth

To milk the waters from the source

That came from heaven to down below.

As I kept moving to’ ards the hill

I was soon one with the cloud

I knew not then where I stood

All I felt was wet and wild.

May 10 2009

While watching a hill near Shiloh Park