floating clouds

2015, from the flight

I step in a fairyland

Where the clouds formed castles

And then moved away

...dismantling them.

With the direction of the wind

New shapes emerged

From the integrated fragments

 

The child within me

Learnt to silently observe

The playful clouds.

Clouds still remain the same.

As I sit down

Beneath the night sky

In the blink of an eye

Constellations disappear.

Wrapped in a white cloud

Of consciousness

I let my imagination float

Higher and higher.

~~payal~~

It's Day 1 of OctPoWriMo 2015.