A cloud wandering a crossed the sky,
The house g of an eagle.
The steps for a comforting descent.
Upon humanity, in a panoramic safe holding.
Light to touch and abounding miracles.
Fluff like the imagination in light.
Vibrant to brighten, frequent to bless.
A vision.
Purified air that is whiter than a snowcap.
The solvent of nature hiding hope in indefinite spaces.
Dependent on the weather, and what passes on.
Through is noticing and up is a glance.
The hidden dimensions of clouds are a pillow at night. Or the theme of the sunning, sweltering midnight.
The hopeful comfort of an arrangement, dreaming of another and reading their imagination.
Clouds are upside down and right side up.
The traverse especially well over water's crispness.
They swath in colors and interact well with light of course.
In Cloud 9 a door.
In cloud 1 a miracle again.
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