Drifting without moving

Drifting without moving

Lost in wonder

Folding into

Wordsworth skies

As wildflower palettes

Betray an allegiance

To the romantics

A fresh wind stampede

Knee high grass

Rolling as waves

Upon the ocean

Scattering seed pods

Ripened fruit bursting

As it falls

Dragonflies

Dance amid

Sugar filled droplets

Honey Bees

Bumble through heat haze

Never lost

But sometimes dreaming

As fanciful clouds

Hang in the sky

For an eternity

Waiting to be seen

As something more

Than decoration.