The painting of clouds
is
eyeful
Mermaids
and Nereids
forget
swimming and
gaze
at
the mackerel
sky
The nimbus
creates
a smoky blue shade
on freshets
I wanna catch the cirrus
I can understand the phenology and the hydroponics
I cherish the rumblings
of thunder
My distress
has been submerged in
a flash of lightning