Wednesday, December 12, 2007

One Morn

She sees a duvet cloud
With pillow drifting near
The other saw a whirlwind
- A clown
- A fish
- A tadpole
As they bounce those shapes around that sky
Conjuring and creating
Warm words and tender choices
Moments of life
Memories for future times.
All I saw were grey skies.


Clockworkchris said...

This shows so much about subjective points of view, and yet so much love between the two seeing more than clouds.

aria said...

subtle and touching ..
grey sky is weirdly familiar to me.

Pod said...

i love this incko, and the one above. the beauty of perspective hey?