clouds of different color
of different shape

some standing still
some moving

witnesses of what’s below
witnesses of what’s above

sometimes absent
sometimes overbearing

they change the moods of lives
they change the direction of growth

for me
they add peace
color
serenity
life

if each had a voice
oh…the stories

to ride them in the wind
to use them as a path
to stand on to reach His Glory
to rest on for a nap

they carried Him up to the heavens
they sheltered ones from the heat

bellowing beauty
heavenly hues

for all to see
through words or through sight