The clouds peel away as I watch,
Layers that open to expose blue souls,
The large chasing the small and merging 
Themselves as one.

A community that lives far above us.
White and grey and black, thin wisps
Like smoke, fat cotton bubbles that
Cloak the eastern sky.
Some bring the rains,
Or snow, trembling storms and
Electric crackles,
While many are content just to sit and be,
Filled up with fresh air and nothingness.

They revel in variety,
Lonely in their portion of the sky,
Dulcet companionship as
Their paths cross and their
Sapphire souls meet seamlessly
In the daylight.