This Morning's Valentine

I watched a bright tiny cloud

Grow into a curling embryo

Where nothing was before

It doubled in size and spread 

The gray shadow of a heart

Forming at its central part 

Then the whole birthing thing

Melted back into its womb of blue

Until another brightening came

Different but it did the same

Building a body then disappearing

Out of the south a slow parade
Another and another rose to fade

Like children searching for a home