In the boundless blue above, they drift and dance,
Wisps of white in an endless expanse.
Soft whispers of dreams they weave and twirl,
A fleeting embrace in a serene swirl.

Gentle giants casting shadows below,
Painting the earth with a delicate glow.
They gather and part in a silent song,
A timeless ballet where they belong.

Stories untold in their ephemeral flight,
Carried by the wind, out of sight.
They cradle the sun, the moon, and stars,
Guardians of secrets from afar.

Oh, clouds, in your transient grace,
You remind us of a delicate pace.
Ever-changing, yet always there,
In your embrace, we find our care.