Aluminum Sky

Steel gray clouds gather

in the midday sky,

each one letting loose cold, wet drops.

As they pattern down,

each is undecided whether

to be rain or snow.

Regardless, each droplet is an artist,

creating ghostly transparent trails, all

falling downwards,

yet magnifying and interpreting

each image they translate.

Their countless numbers collect

not only on the grass and the dirt,

but also on the concrete and the asphalt,

as Mother Nature uses them

to render a silver coating

on humankind’s handiworks,

attempting to make beautiful

that which is cold, barren and lifeless

by making of all the world below

a shimmering mirror of

the aluminum sky above.