Whispers Among Clouds

Amidst the boundless sky so high,

A question formed, a whispered sigh,

Why do I love clouds, you see?

A world of wonder, they offer me.

In dreamscape's grasp, they softly glide,

Casting stories far and wide,

Yet some might wonder, still not see,

The reason why they captivate me.

Beyond the horizon, they wait, concealed,

In quiet beauty, their truths revealed,

Do you catch their fleeting mystery?

These clouded whispers, just like me.

Gently urging, they sway and play,

A subtle presence, night and day,

A dance to catch your wandering gaze,

A silent plea, in subtle ways.

As time goes on, they drift and shift,

A fleeting moment, a tender gift,

Oh, won't you see, won't you perceive?

The essence of what we could achieve.

Togetherness, a world anew,

In skies of gray or skies of blue,

Yet if alone, I fade from view,

A glimmer gone, no longer true.

Ah! Did you catch it, that gleaming flare?

A shimmering hope in the open air,

Now, where were we, you and I?

Together we stand beneath the sky.