Clouds Billow, The Sun Sets
Outline
A great mass of cumulous cloud rises with wind and the golden light of a setting sun.
Time
Sunset
Place
The Sky Above The Horizon
Duration
A Constantly Moving Feast
Essence
Beauty and Power
Atmosphere
Dynamic
. . .
I take my breath, slow as the winds fold white, to shadow grey, as the heat of sun sets far, I take my breath, high as mountain peak, my gust, my push and pull of all between the earth and darkest blue where air, thin as blade, cuts the bond with life below. I take my never ending breath.
