Clouds
Cloudy spires of milky white,
Entrap me from all directions.
Effortlessly floating above the birds,
The possess such majesty,
I fall short of words.
Oh to be a cloud,
How wondrous it must be!
Completely free in all respects,
Even geometry cannot restrain you.
Let no reservations trouble your mind,
Fly only where the winds of change carry you!
Entrap me from all directions.
Effortlessly floating above the birds,
The possess such majesty,
I fall short of words.
Oh to be a cloud,
How wondrous it must be!
Completely free in all respects,
Even geometry cannot restrain you.
Let no reservations trouble your mind,
Fly only where the winds of change carry you!