POEM: Appreciation

Lazing about

A summer's day

The clouds wind and twist

Forming shapes as they hang 

there Upon Earth's revered ceiling

The wind whispers its age-long truth;

Wisdom and knowledge that no man knows,

History and remembrance where no mind goes

Yet men claim such as their birthright 

Men speak thus of their insight

Of days and times when they did not exist

When barren lands were just that; barren lands

And lands that were once fertile

And rich and ever green

Are today spoiled by those

Lazing about

On summer days

Gazing at

The clouds winding and twisting

In their ever-randomising shapes

The wind whispering to us all

Of its wisdom, knowledge

History and remembrance

It doesn't demand it

But it is well-deserved

So gaze upon those clouds

Listen to the wind

And may your soul be filled

With quiet

Merited

Appreciation

© Dean R Boic 2015