In the vast expanse of the azure sky,
Clouds drift, whispering secrets so high.
Cotton candy dreams in the daylight’s gleam,
Floating softly, like a gentle stream.

Each wisp a painter’s delicate brush,
Crafting stories in a silent hush.
A symphony of white in the cerulean blue,
Ever-changing, yet timelessly true.

They gather, they part, in a celestial play,
Shadows and light in a harmonious ballet.
Guardians of the heavens, in their tranquil flight,
Reflecting the sun’s golden light.

Beneath their gaze, the world seems still,
A reminder of nature’s gentle will.
In the clouds and sky, we find our peace,
A moment where all worries cease.