graphics in the sky

(ilustratie:Lehel Kovac)


there were graphics in the sky.
mumbling birds blowing up children's floating,red balloons with their wicked peaks.
And children were raising hands and preaching about wintertime.
They were smashing rocks with their bare feet,ingratiating themselves with nature; and wet smiles fled across their faces.
And the sky was starting to show contrition. Children's dancing circles moved into higher gear,draping green fields with their glee and with their grumbling.
None of them was welching,none of them was thinking about fanning out; clouds were overlaping and that day looked quite bleak.
Eventually,after all that goading,the sky said 'yes'.
And then,snow started to fall down,turning fields into white pillows.
Children greeted snow with a salvo.