West Coast Morning

view out my front door 

Kids, look up!

look up and see,

above the traffic,

and the noise,

there's a Sky-show 

going on, above:

puffy clouds all

floating by with

exemplary poise,

a feast of beauty

painted

all the colors of love

strewn like blooms

across the sky,

I watch them sail

serenely by

I tip my head

and feel this old earth  

turning,

peace above

while down below,

the burning,

look up again,

and everything 

has changed,

the Sky has been

so deftly 

re-arranged

Take a moment

from your hurry

in the midst of

all the flurry,

just to breathe 

Sky's beauty in:

up above

just peace,

and blessing,

even Love

is what

I'm guessing,

as this perfect

West Coast

 summer day

begins