Shape Shifters

Written last week on our travels in Scotland…

I won’t always be able to follow you

down every corridor,

into your next adventure,

all through your wild

precious life.

Just when everything comes

clear,

takes a shape you recognize,

is when it is bound

to change,

utterly.

Remember the cloud pattern you

marveled at,

its perfectly rendered skyscrapers

strung along a city shore,

how it seemed meant for us

alone,

and how in the

instant you turned to tell me

had unceremoniously become

once again

just clouds.

(Photo by Joel Koop http://www.joelkoop.com/)