The cool breeze feels heavenly
on a sweltering hot day
while trekking through the countryside
even the birds lie low and quiet
conserving energy
for the evening foraging
when generally
the temperatures are more merciful

 

I happen upon an old stone wall
waiting for me at the edge of the field
it invites me to climb up and rest
I lay back and gaze at the sky
and lazily watch each cloud go by
as the formations drift high above
they combine to form abstract shapes
then slowly pull apart into wisps of vapor

 

An hour passes too quickly
and it is time for me to go
so once more I continue my journey
filled with delight by my afternoon adventure
of encountering dragons and clowns
and other such wondrous fantasies
as I leave promise myself to return soon
To my private cloud watching wall

Tell me a tale
How the world began
How earth was born
Long before man

 

Each culture has
Its creation story
A myth or song
Filled with glory

 

A fiery battle
In the heavens above
Or an act of valor
Bestowed with love

 

A giant tortoise
On his back the earth
A star-woman
To life gives birth

 

The trickster raven
And sun gods
Juggling planets
Against all odds

 

The epic sagas
Of ancient ones
Passed on in fable
From fathers to sons

 

As images form
Before my eyes
Filled with wonder
Worlds crystallize