Would be I..a cloud above
Unstirred...by winds of war
Puffs of bluff...the counter swirl
Bars of ice...so close.. so tight
The weather man... don\'t know
Do... the wings of butterflys
Indeed...affect the world
Gathered strong...a colour\'s melt
A flow....of they beneath
Fluttering \'bout...my foggy feet
Rain...Rain down...cleanse all below
Suffice not...Forty days
Had I...the mist...the nuclei..
The strength to form the true
Alas...the past of present seems
Come due...