More about Clouds

More about Clouds

Where do Clouds go when they die, as they fade away do they breathe a sigh? Their souls fall to earth as rain waiting to be reborn and lifted from the ground back in the billows again to be found.
The Sky becomes naked and lonely blue before the eye, the crops morn as they become parched and dry, a sad sight to the farmers who wring their hands wondering why.

The desert hides their watery treasure from the lost thirsty soul’s sight, the animals dig in the dry river bed with all their might.
The elephant weeps as her little one’s cry before going to their last sleep, reluctantly away from them the mother creeps.

Suddenly a cool wind blows, the animals lift their noses to the Sky, a huge dark Cloud is hovering nearby. Great darkness abounds as the awesome bolts strike the ground, their light momentarily dispels the dark from sight.

The torrential rain falls all around, the melody it plays is a sweet sound, the creatures rejoice as life is renewed again as in God they have a true friend.
The high mountains embrace the flow, where they store this treasure only they know. In the Spring from their hidden stores the meadow’s sparkling streams once again will flow, again the buckets fill and life comes back to the old Mill.

Author Ken, April 2, 2017