THE CLOUD WATCHER
Bits and pieces of her come and go,
like her long brown hair braid or
the shape of glasses on her face.
But her lithe body in the shape of
a mermaid under water remains in
every passing white cloud enriched
by her formidable sense of presence
that swallows up the blue sky above.
He’s sure he can track her journey
to eternity and follow her as soon
as he leaves this world.
He can hardly wait.