A new poem inspired by a casual gaze upwards!
"Wingless they soar, shape-shifters suspended in motion at the mercy of the wind - visible cogs in nature's mechanics.
Oft circurated are these wispy precipitates behind lens or with brush, evanescent moods framed in layered expression, skyscapes mirror landscapes respectively and vice versa.
Provoking deep thought, shielding hazy sun or opening their gates, releasing our sodden dreams, clouds refresh the soul heuristically"
