In the boundless sky, they drift so free,
Whispers of clouds, a sight to see.
Soft and silent, they weave their tale,
A celestial dance, a gentle gale.

Through the azure canvas, they softly glide,
In their embrace, the sun does hide.
Shadows cast on earth below,
A fleeting moment, a gentle flow.

Morning mist, a tender kiss,
By evening’s glow, they part with bliss.
Dreams of rain and skies so clear,
In their presence, we hold dear.

Night descends, they fade from sight,
Stars emerge, a silent night.
Yet in our hearts, their beauty stays,
Clouded dreams of endless days.