Clouds

Clouds We wandering beyond the sky, We wrapped the sky sparsely We are purer than milk We quarrel with other clouds By exchanging each other In a sereneful moments Birds fly across us. We have no definite structure But we have a definite place To live upon and fill there. Never we disappear night too. At that time we mixes with the air. At dawn we envelope as a snow We warn the celestial world, Coming of rain, by in disguise of Swarthy structure of clouds… U.S.AURROBINDHAN