Fiery Wisps

Cloud Series: Fiery Wisps - soft pastels - available (click on the picture)

The sun was reluctant to sink around the planet as it fired up streaks of orange into the grey-blue haze. Feverish wisps sought (and succeeded!) to break up the sky-gatherings and inject breeze-fuelled tempestuousness as they waved goodbye to the day. The dusky clouds settled again after the hot-blooded physical disturbance - never the same though as they struggled to remember and reassemble their dishevelled appearance and outlook they had thought was concrete and settled for the night.

​Maybe they made new acquaintances to dance with as the moon rose, maybe they grieved for partners lost. Change is inevitable no matter how beautifully formed one's current existence.