Something

The clouds have shadows,
Long and dark,
Sheathing the earth,
In their noon-time dusk.

The moon has a glow,
Low and shining,
Guiding the lovers,
Off on their horse.

The wind has billows,
Loud and tumultuous,
Shielding the playing child,
As his mother cries.

The sea has waves,
Soft and sweet,
A soothing balm,
Cleansing all sorrows.


~Sam

Something impulsive I came up with watching the clouds cover the town, on my flight. Just writing for the sake of writing. It isn't very good, but it's been a while.