In the vast expanse of azure skies,
Clouds drift softly, a gentle surprise.
Whispers of stories they carry along,
In their silent journey, a wordless song.

Shapes shifting in the afternoon glow,
A tapestry of dreams they silently sew.
From mountains high to oceans wide,
They weave the tales of the world untied.

Beneath their shadow, the earth feels alive,
As they float and dance, they seem to thrive.
In their embrace, the sun finds a shield,
A canvas of wonders, forever unsealed.

When twilight descends, they fade away,
Yet in our hearts, their memories stay.
A fleeting beauty, a moment’s peace,
In the realm of clouds, all worries cease.