light, fluffy, candid, clouds swirl in the  air,coming,going,always changing their form like playing children. Clouds watch on us from the sky, protecting us from the  mystery of the universe far beyond them .So,be it a white cloud or a dark cloud announcing a storm,we musn't worry,because the important thing is they are there;what would we do if there was nothing like them over our heads?  
   
 
   
   
     
 

RENE MAGRITTE   
"The Human Condition, I" 1934

 
   
 
   
     
   
   
     
 

CLOUDS IN POETRY

CLOUDS IN LITERATURE

CLOUDS,CLOUDS and CLOUDS

 
   
 
     
     
     
     
     
   

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