the great romance

sometimes

i am overwhelmed

by the simplest things

a cloud

drifts across my line of vision

and somehow

in its passing

between two trees

i feel the deepest sense

of hope

for this planet

a belief

that this will always be

that rain will fall

that trees will grow

that the great romance

between earth

and sky

that alludes in part

to the deeper love

contained

in the allness of everything

will be available

forever

and always