The Cloud & the Brush It Was Painted With

The cloud and the brush it was painted with Held in her gentle hand Colors and canvases, bruises and bandages Quietly creep through her head The cloud and the brush it was painted with Detail in her every stroke Manner and mystery, silence and symphony No doubt that everyone knows She really cares for me The cloud and the brush it was painted with Set in the still, open sky Heartache and harmony, caution and certainty She watches fields fly by The cloud and the brush it was painted with Permanence settled in place Blessings and butterflies, coolness and compromise Show in the smile on her face She really cares for me How long is the day where blue skies reign? Endless embrace by the light of day Planted in print, where wind won't whirl us away The cloud and the brush it was painted with Sealed in acrylic craft Perfect and parallel, outstretched and overwhelmed She'll never notice time pass