I’m no reformer; for I see more light Than darkness in the world; mine eyes are quick To catch the first dim radiance of the dawn, And slow to note the cloud that threatens storm. The fragrance and the beauty of the rose Delight me so, slight thought I give its thorn; And the sweet music of the lark’s clear song, Stays longer with me than the night hawk’s cry. And e’en in this great throe of pain called Life, I find a rapture linked with each despair, Well worth the price of Anguish. I detect More good than evil in humanity. Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, And men grow better as the world grows old.
Being in nature is relaxing, but there is something about watching the clouds go by that calms and quiets the mind and makes time seem to slow down long enough for us to appreciate the beauty passing before our eyes. The clouds are always there, waiting for us to look up. Stop and say hello to a cloud today.