Simple Sunday-Beyond

Leaves forming a frame

white vapor drifts above me

my eyes sky high spy

Thoughts relax in view

breezy winds tease, plays in trees

fluttering like flags

Treat for my senses

eyes, nose, ears, skin, and a taste

for the heart and mind

Embracing all in

thankful, my soul cries to the

One beyond the clouds

CCB

7/3/2015

A Haiku