God is a cloud from which rain fell.
If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.
Not a head stands out
A finger rises
Then it is the voice that one knows
a brief note
A man leaves
Up above a cloud that passes by
No one goes in
And the night keeps its secret
I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes.
The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain drifting around resembled transparent molten steel, the pavement looked like it was about to burst into disconsolate tears, even the air itself was gray, so ultimate and ubiquitous that colour was everywhere around me.
Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel good to know I’m not the only thing that falls apart . It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.
Take your dreams off the ground to the clouds of business where your products will contribute to make the world a better place.
When you become a raindrop in your mind
Thunder is the closest friend you may find
Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust
Everything you will bear once you adjust
Some women wear a miniskirt to reveal their thighs; some wear one to conceal their age.