Feb 2020

The Creator's BrushWhile the weather wears


While the weather wears
The land in tears
The sky remains
Above the plains
A canvas clear
Of blue and white
Shaping dear
Nowhere in sight
Unless you dream
And find the seam
Between the clouds
Describing doubts
And certain forms
Among the storms
The creator's brush
Will paint unreal
While you don't rush
See what you feel