AS ANGELS CHASED A VAPOUR TRAIL
ACROSS A VACANT SKY
THEIR WINGS CARESSED THE EVENING SUN
THAT MADE THE EARTH SO DRY
THEY TRIED TO COAX A TINY CLOUD
TO COME AND QUENCH THE SOIL
AND SPREAD SWEET NATURE BOUNTY
ON GROUND SO HARD FROM TOIL
THEY WHISPERED TO A PASSING BREEZE
AND MADE IT BRUSH THE TREES
WHOSE BOUGHS DID PAY THEM HOMAGE
AS DAYTIME TOOK ITS LEAVE
THEY SUMMONS UP THE STARLIGHT
TO HERALD IN THE MOON
WHILE IN THE WEST THE SUNSET
REFLECTED TO THEIR TUNE
THEN AT LAST IN RHYTHM
THEY SCANNED THIS COSMIC SCENE
WHILE FLOATING ON A MOONBEAM
WITHIN A NIGHTIMES DREAM
THEY TURN TOWARDS MY VANTAGE
AND WAVED TO ME ADIEU
THEN SET OFF IN THE NIGHT SKY
TO START A DAY ANEW
PTTODD JULY 2010
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