Sky Sculptor

Grandchild of God.

Who is the sculptor up in the sky?

so undecided on his task

with fleeting marble bubbles

sculpts the ever changing clouds

now a bearded sage

now angel wings widespread

now the shape of my dead dog

Then giving up his task

blows away his marble—Smokey

into a vault like the gate of heaven

and I change my expression –solemn

like I know something of God

the sun peer out brightly

hot on my face

and I get up seeking some shade.

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