NaPoWriMo Day 17

Today's quote: "The poetry of the earth is never dead." ~John Keats

Today's prompt: Write something elemental!

Today's poem:

Air

Today, despite the threat of ash,
The sky is clear,
The air is fresh.
Tomorrow will bring back planes,
Cutting vapor trails through the blue,
Polluting the air once more,
With noise and smoke.
Today is quiet,
Birds singing the only disruption,
Gentle sea breeze the only
Other thing to float,
Through the air.