The sky was broidered o'er with cloud to-day, Wonderful to the sight: Golden and grey, Sombre and pale, Silver and white, Pinnacled fanes were there, and little flocks at play; And who should miss the heavens, when this their veil So great is, and so gay? Cloudy Weather by Evelyn Underhill 1916
This extract is taken from a book of poems Theophanies published in 1916, drawing on the spirituality of nature and the wonder of the natural world. I don’t know about you, but I love cloud watching and have seen some of the most fantastic landscapes in the clouds.
Look out for this week’s creative writing class on Wednesday which will follow a similar theme!