The night
had stuffed the dark
into every crevice
of the house
and his life
awoke to a big blue sky
holding a crocus
in the palm of its morning.
The world was springing
into being
all around him
as if existence had
changed its mind and
decided to stay.
A solitary oak
reached a gnarled hand
and snatched a cloud
( that happened to be passing by )
out of the air
just like that.
The cloud struggled
to break free.
The oak gave a hearty laugh
and let it go.
The cloud scurried away
fretfully looking over its shoulder.
"So, what kept ya?"
he asked spring.
Spring...just smiled.
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 6:52 PM UTC
The night
had stuffed the dark
into every crevice
of the house
and his life
awoke to a big blue sky
holding a crocus
in the palm of its morning.
The world was springing
into being
all around him
as if existence had
changed its mind and
decided to stay.
A solitary oak
reached a gnarled hand
and snatched a cloud
( that happened to be passing by )
out of the air
just like that.
The cloud struggled
to break free.
The oak gave a hearty laugh
and let it go.
The cloud scurried away
fretfully looking over its shoulder.
"So, what kept ya?"
he asked spring.
Spring...just smiled.
