I love the dancing
Of teeming cloudsBecause
Of their thunder-power.I love the singing
Of passing cloudsBecause
Of their diamond-wisdom.I love the dreaming
Of weeping cloudsBecause
Of their sacrifice-soul. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 7, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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