|Lighthouse Dandelions by Jamie Wyeth|
the clouds hover to take away the light
such a vision for someone who is watching from up above
opaque sun is blazing over that mindless thought
lighthouse is not cut out for cheery vegetation
such a perfect timing for the ship to approach
particles hover only to crush the spirit
torch is useless to dig out the weeds underneath the slab
why do I waste my breath over it all?
random flow of the matter within the mind
may not be popular with the crowd
but the lined cloud's moves make it up for a wonderful visual
"open the windows, let the gravity move in"