Beneath the vast expanse so high,
Where clouds in grace do gently lie,
They drift and dance in silent play,
In azure realms where dreams hold sway.

Like whispers soft, they wander free,
Across the heavens, endlessly,
With hues of white, and grey, and gold,
Their stories in the sky unfold.

Beneath their shade, the world below,
Feels the gentle breezes blow,
As clouds in ever-changing forms,
Bring peace amidst the storms.

In twilight’s glow, they softly fade,
As night begins its serenade,
And stars emerge to light the night,
While clouds in silence take their flight.