Motionless clouds float silent
Changing shapes when we look away
Hiding their form from others
They widen our eyes as we sway
Inviting alligators and elephants to enter
And dance like smoke through our minds
If we look away we can lose them
Soft white-grey in front of blue sky
Moisture to rain from their bellies
In the middle of very-high sky
Changing form with freedom
While they float across the sky
Where did those clouds ever come from?
And why do you think they passed by
