Clouds and I, clouds and I, Through the year together; High and low, low and high, Fair and cloudy weather. Pouting now, smiling now, Lips of clouds and my lips; Wrinkled sky, wrinkled brow, Eyes are wet and sky drips. Singing sky, singing soul, Thrushes sing and I sing; Shafts of light through the whole Heaven and earth uniting. Clouds afloat, clouds a-heap, Clouds in dances changing; Clouds and I, half asleep, Through the sweet sky ranging. Clouds of red, clouds of gray, Bursts of color-glory; Rosy day, weeping day, Shifting human story. High and low, low and high, Fair and stormy weather; Clouds and I, clouds and I, Through the year together. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PEACE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SAINT PATRICK by EDWIN MARKHAM DOMESDAY BOOK: WIDOW FORTELKA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |