by Shaheen Darr

Created on: June 08, 2009

Fluffy balls of white cotton float across the blue sky

Carried by the wind, changing shapes as they fly

I watch them as they complete their daily journey

Never allowed to stop, be it sunny or even rainy

But what my eyes can see is not really the end

It is but the beginning, where it all transcends

Where the answers do lie, where truth does await

Who we are, why and what was the reason to create

The worlds that turn, the galaxies that rotate

Like us they obey and yet they too do wait

Thousands of years, they have seen it all happen

No sign of hell as yet and no sign of any heaven

No answers yet to these secrets are we allowed

The mysteries remain of what lies beyond the clouds

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