From an early age, clouds have been viewed as fascinating, stimulating phenomena, driving emotions through to thoughts anew.
Excitement; colliding as if in conflict; different clouds; some a little faster, higher altitude, others enjoying drifting around the gateway to the Universe. Viewing such wonders retained in memories; later in life, revisiting, clouds folding around the heart.
Looking up at a sky so blue, always glowing pristine. Fluffy white clouds, all shapes, and sizes, imagination released, created in the mind, but very real to an onlooker with an open heart to absorb such joys.
Shapes of clouds, changing so gently, soft edges, forming animals, birds, sharks, mountains and hills, a horse and carriage.
What one person sees a polar bear, another will see nothing; just clouds. Imagination and freedom of heart devoid of fantasy.
Observing clouds is therapeutic; they stroll so gently, moving at a pace that invites the imagination.
The mind and heart receiving a gentle embrace of Nature.
Clouds and Humans? Some form of synergy?
When the sky is hidden by light grey clouds; endless in perception, does the mind linger in a vacuum awaiting the renewal of light; sun shining through a blanket in the sky, revealing once more the blue of heavenly enlightenment?
Clouds follow human emotions or do humans follow the clouds, absorbed by their ever-present mystic embrace? Luxurious trees wavering against a blue sky; clouds pass scene changing, behind the leaves above so far, connection visible, for distance matters not for Nature is supreme.
Emotions and feelings; negativity, dark clouds forming on the horizon; forthcoming fear, worries, concerns; but clouds do morph, changing at every blink of an eye.
Focus on the good things in life; dark clouds can herald needed rain, fluffy clouds brighten the heart.
Perception positive; rain nourishment; future growth. Positivity reigns supreme.
Imagination, meditation, mind wondering, heart flowing, Universe calling.
Reflecting the mood, ever-present, seemingly following human emotions, being formed through, visualized fantasy.
Seeing images formed in childhood, some so dramatic, never forgotten. Enhanced with adulthood, déjà Vous moments as clouds become giant seagulls drifting across the magical sky.
Lying on the grass, heart wandering, witnessing clarity, carrying an observer across the heavens as if releasing heart and soul, wandering with clouds, Such majesty.
Clouds calm the mind; delightfully gently images; a level of meditation; reflection. At one with Nature. A doorway to the liberation of heart and mind-opening the glory of the Universe, facilitating the observer to float amongst childhood clouds.
Fluffy, softly moving clouds offer a positive perspective, lifting observer to an enhanced platform, generating vibes, the strength of purpose, and love of serenity,
Clouds are like people, the more they engage, caress the heart, similarity; interaction, love, and awe take over the senses, childhood remembered, recalled with glee, floating the sky, scenery below, a fantasy.