I want to be a piece of cloud,
A vagabond by birth,
Floating on my pace own,
Far away from this earth !
None to resist my reckless flight,
None to call me home,
Oh ! What a mirth it would be,
Flying all alone !
I could flirt with the wind strong,
Gaze at that loving moon,
Stars and sun would be close by,
Yet, my freedom of being alone !
Then I would get heavy one day,
And would want to pour down,
My joys would be droplets then,
Dropping all alone !
From brooks to rivers I would flow,
And from rivers to that sea,
Again in vapours I would rise,
And again float in cloudy glee !
If I do become a cloud someday,
And get my lone flight,
I would come to see you oneday,
However you try and hide !
I shall catch you unaware,
As you gaze at me,
Wondering, 'oh this cloud, I know,
Does it not look like she' !
I shall smile at your folly,
You knew not, it was me,
And the joy of seeing you...
A cloud, someday, I must be !
~Manjuri~
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