CLOUD

A cluster of wet desires on float

bent on whetting the  thirst

of the Earth  and the sky

in form of heaven’s high drink

its soft cotton body for fairies

like pillows galore lie

as they on wings downwards  sink

on boats of air in multiple hues

under the canopy of a sun

to dance in endless fun

we also love it in its hue and cry

as it breaks into drops

rushing to kiss seedlings

that under brown earth lie

you form the luscious breasts of the sky

for flow from  which we mortals pine and die.

Comp. n copyright: saroj k. padhi/20.07.14