Dotted sky
Cloud obscured
Nighttime creatures hurrying
Light beam shoreline racing
Destination seaside stars
Dotted land
Life obscured
Soothed
By gentle light
And subtle colour
Fall’s transition
Life retired
The air goes cold
Wafts of change
Await the spring
To be renewed
Dwarfed by sky and clouds
Or in the mountain’s shadow
Some small dot upon the plain
Not so much larger
Than its inhabitants
Nor any one who on the streets
Looks up at towers looming
Considering what hands have built
In any way diminishes
The smallest human being
The world moves
In ways…
I had no idea
Standing by the camera
As it click-click-clicked
The cars, I watched
The boat across the sound
I saw it too
But the clouds
I couldn’t see, in real time
Their two-way dance
Inverted
Yes, like me
Upside-down and
Unsettled
Shake me up
And let the layers
Resolve
Until
Settled
At rest
But clamber up
One mountainside
And from atop
Discover
Endless array
Of pinnacles
Each mighty in itself
Waiting to be conquered
Draped on the mountain tops
Hung from the sky
A pinnacle
Breaks through
Black
But point him down the hill
He’ll let them run
With surprising grace
And fluidity
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