I could easily exile myself to this distant life and never return,
drifting into a different destiny altogether.

This I ponder as the melting sun sets across the sea of another day...

As the city's energy lingers through the solemn streets,
melancholy tides flow through my blood,
and the summer heat rises through the twilight.

Clouds tower majestic in the distance to fill the glowing azure sky,
thick like floating globs of cotton candy, hovering over the scurrying people below,
who by their compulsive lifestyles promise nature's demise.

Layer upon layer of murky clouds support the mountainous columns of stallion white,
stretching far across the horizon as if posing for proficient unseen painters,
those who have the visionary imagination to capture this vibrant scenes,
spreading it i rainbow hues over thirsting canvas.

These clouds merge and muse, sharing hidden jolts of electricity
before they drift apart detached, to forge invisible paths beyond the mountains.

Who knows what fascinating storms will brew
in the days to come for their brilliance entwined? 

Even now the butterfly spreads his wings to take flight!