The sky is filled today
clouds
every shape
size
color
whisking and piling up
in it's dome of reality
Standing on the beach
beside the ocean
unfurling waves
a little girl
with sundropped skin and
red boots
she sees this
and wonders how it came to be
Weaving violets into crowns
picking up each shell her foot hits
to examine
touch
and lay back where it was
Watching as the sky blooms
and the clouds ebb with color
Throw a shell
into the sea
it gets washed back up on shore
The little girl, she
lays down on
the rain dimpled sand
watches as
stars try to break through the misty screen
a few succeed
Wind is pulling her
long braids
as if it's trying