Monday, February 28, 2005

From up above

Soft and fluffy,
Like bales of cotton,
Clustered together,
A sense of awe,
Broke upon my jaw,
I could not believe,
What I saw.

Spread all over,
Cluttered together,
Surrounded by blue,
Was so true,
Maybe it was Heaven,
Haven of Gods,
Truly could've been theirs.

Have not seen,
Such a scene,
From so high,
Amidst the blues,
And orange hues,
Clouds of all shapes,
In its various shades.

Wish I had my cam,
To capture its beauty ,
For others to see,
As of now,
It stays in my soul,
As long as my mind,
Remembers no more.