Beneath the azure sky so vast,
Clouds drift by on a gentle breeze.
Their shapes and forms, a fleeting cast,
In endless dance, they aim to please.

A canvas painted by the wind,
With hues of white, and shades of gray.
Each moment brings a new design,
In skies where dreams and thoughts can play.

The sun peeks through with golden rays,
Illuminating clouds in flight.
A masterpiece in bright displays,
That turns to stars with coming night.

In silence, witness nature’s art,
As clouds and sky in harmony.
They speak to both the mind and heart,
A timeless, boundless symphony.