Carrying rain to some and heaven to others
Ethereal images or a harmful thought
No move of their own, yet going farther
Some whirling several crawling across
Is each one a Soul just like us?
Do they think the thoughts we do?
Planning when to plant rain and to float
Are collided fronts actually true?
Knowing whether to give drizzle or storm
If to move in a conformist group or flaunter alone