Serious Cirrus – Florence Lee

Serious/Cirrus
By Florence Lee

 don’t rob me of my blue skies — 
of white and blue, of white and blue and grey 

Let my eyes take in 
the fluffy cotton candy,  
the glorious mackerels  
dancing  
across the endless blue canvas, 
let my ideas soar.

 Let me.

See the wispy cirrus — 
root for her as she  
chases the well-formed stratocumulus, 
wistful, wondering if
she’s enough, if  
she carries enough substance.  

Let her be wispy, let her be wistful,  
give her the space  
on this infinite palette to
be herself —  
to speak her truth,  
to simply exist.  

Let her.  

And don’t take her blue skies away from her.