pull clouds

they sit on peaks, planets apart

pale sun, paling moon - alone,

oil in shadows, tides eddying 

she creviced, he - meandering time 

their calls echoing tarns to thoughts

dipped in melting ice

comes time when chimneys singe

the sky, tug loose clouds from their

moorings, tsunami threatening

eagles toss their heads, loath to

offer even thermal disposition -

Man needs see his downward slope

from the top of nowhere noble - 

learn to look up to what is was

unknown, yet wholly essential  

Author's Note