Catching Clouds

I’ve learned to take my camera many places.
Often, the sights I’m after, find me--without my looking.
Yet, I leave it behind for my short drive to work.
For what could I possibly need it?

Monday afternoon, I stepped outside, leaving the darkness of the indoor world behind me.
The beauty of the sky was so striking, I felt myself draw in a breath in awe.
Feet on the dark, dirty pavement, looking up--
an exquisite work of art.

From edge to edge, small puffy clouds covered bright blue.
Like bits of sheep’s wool torn and scattered,
densely across the sky.
I raced home, to my camera, waiting in its place by the back door.

And caught what was left of the drifting puffs, as they spread beyond the field.

Clouds over Cornfield

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