o clouds

romancing the clouds while your innate version of nature gets sublimely jealous of its attributes

O clouds
O clouds ! Be my guide
Let me float on you rough and wide
Where winds will whisper their directions
And like escorts you will go for correction

Your silver lining attracts the lowly birds 
While the magnanimity of your blackness And thunder attracts me unlike herds 
The energy is subtle 
And you don't have to prove your mettle

I wanna float high , higher and highest 
To the unknown frequency of an electron at its lowest 
But keep this mortal sane enough to contemplate 
her mere existence in this cosmos to rate

Oh earthly comrades! The sun and the moon 
The bubble memory of yours will fade soon 
I will be long forgotten 
Who cares when you can float like cotton !