The sky seemed captivating, adorned with the glitterati of stars like a bride dressed in an impeccably sparkling outfit. I had been admiring the blue for hours and was eager to continue my adoration for eternity. The moving clouds had always inspired me since my childhood. I commended their audacity when they momentarily veiled the ever-powerful Sun in their never ending hunt. I considered it as a nature’s way of teaching us to “never quit and move on despite all odds.” The grey and white vapors of gases were always on the move. I often wondered their destination across the limitless skies. Were they chasing something or were they being chased? Or was it just a fun game they played? I was again seeking some answers from nature today.
grit and unison
nature imparts to mankind
what more do we seek
when dense mist of skepticism
enshrouds and governs our mind
This post follows the prompts given by Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge# 37. The challenge for this week is to use “smoke” and “veil” or their synonyms in a haiku, tanka or haibun. I have written above haibun using “mist” for “smoke” and “enshroud” for “veil”.
Beautiful! Well done with the imagery! <3
Thanks Colleen!
When I was little I used to lay on the grass and watch the clouds shift and meander:) I used to ‘move them’ with my mind to make huge puffy, fluffy animals, lol! I think this though goes more with the prompt ‘fairy & magic”. Thanks for the flash back:)
Ha ha. I am happy someone could experience my fantasy in a similar manner. Nature provokes so many questions in my head! Thanks for sharing your childhood memories 🙂
Thank you for stirring the memories:)