Thistle Down

By Ethel

Big Clouds

Big Clouds...up in the sky,
Travel on and pass me by.
Are you full of rain or wind,
Have your edges all been pinned?

Big Clouds...wild grey goose,
Why are you flying on the loose?
Do you have snow, or currents of air,
Is there a silver-lining there?

Big Clouds...out of the dawn,
Billowing above the horizon.
Do you make storm with your filigree,
Or is it a joke...you're playing on me?


E.P. 1908 - 1989


"BIG CLOUDS...like knowledge, can bring refreshment down upon a people."
E.P.

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