Fresh as budding leaves
Unlike faulty human minds
No clouds are stale
Ephemeral yet
Silent achiever of many
Soothing
Cheering
Inspiring
Appear as a storybook for
An innocent or
A sketch of a
Stoic philosopher
Whisper
Roar then
Vanish or return home
To rise and renew
© Byung A. Fallgren
Good poetic description – and I like the sweep of the clouds reflecting that of the landscape
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Thank you so much, Derrick.
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