Extracting the beauty of heavenly skies and placing
it here in poetry.
Sublime and beautiful, storm clouds, black and gray,
slowly sliding down upon the horizon before me.
White clouds floating across the heavens, being
chased by the stormy clouds and wind.
Delectable and scattered, looking like cotton candy,
making my mouth water, anticipating the actual sweet-
ness of it's taste.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem