AS I SLOWLY FLOW

Nature's inspiration

AS I SLOWLY FLOW

By R. A. Merritt

Driving alone in my car watching the floating clouds

And singing songs to myself singing right out loud

No one can hear me as I sing the best I can

Wishing I was like those clouds floating over land

It would be so wonderful watching the earth below

Watching man and beast as I slowly flow

And my only worry is when I should dissipate

Knowing that’s my only worry that to be my fate

And how terrible could it be I might just turn to rain 

To fall to earth in drops quenching wood and plain

And when the air is cold I might even turn to snow

And drift with the wind as I fall below

I could bring joy I could perhaps inspire

I might could save some lives 

I might put out a fire

I might bring joy and well I might bring grief

 

Is that not the tale of man that is my belief

But better it would be to be that cloud 

Within this whole equation

Better it would be to be that cloud 

In the beauty of creation

And even if I turn to water to fall to ground and run

I know eventually like all below I will feel the sun 

And as it shines on me and my substance wane

It won’t but transfer me not one bit of pain

I will turn from my substance I will lose but form

And float up toward the sky like Jesus be reborn

And soon again my life be just subject to the wind

And as a cloud above I once again begin

 

Up there I can sing again as I sing here down below

Floating above the earth as I slowly flow

Floating above the earth as I slowly flow

As I slowly flow

Author's Note

Returning home today from taking my wife to work on a beautiful day full of fluffy cumulus clouds the sky a perfect Carolina blue I was inspired to write this poem.