Held aloft
Floating in mid-air
Moisture rises
Without the need for stairs
Slowly they cross the sky
Advancing like grazing cattle
Many times quiet and serene but
Occasionally they rumble and rattle
Defying the laws of gravity
They hang in the air
Sometimes resembling familiar shapes
Hypnotized I’ll ponder and stare
Once I even saw a question mark
Prompting me to wonder its meaning
Maybe to look within
Of there I should be leaning
And as I emerge from within
To see the world anew
Through eyes wide open
Life in all its hue
Fear not the dark clouds
Nor the heavy rains
Let them wash away
All your troubling pains
And with a new sunrise
Bask in the morning glow
Light reflected off the clouds
The light of God’s love to show
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