Grey clouds loom over an idyllic scene
sun drenched garden, dew dappled,
alive with birds twittering from flower to flower,
swooping and whirling from insect to insect.
Peace brought, chattering, to life
as thunder rumbles ominously over all.
Disaster and chaos fall from clear skies as freely as from grey.
No cosmic signal warns us of tomorrow’s soul – elusive until we watch it receding into yesterday with shocked incomprehension.