SPONTANEITY


It begins with silence
White clouds gathering beneath the hot sun
Slowly they mass
Changing ever malleable to the sound of daylight

Climbing high into the sky
Colors of gray and vaporous water
Then with roars of timeless
Beauty it cascades with light and sound

The vibration felt by all living creatures
Electricity sending fear into the thoughts of all
Natures giving to the land
Keeping futile its treasures

Some stand and watch the wondrous show
Others hide from the temptation of danger
Slowly the clouds move forward
To new places and to continue sharing this gift

Michael V Hechtman