In the clouds

I’ve always been drawn to believe that clouds are much more than clumps of condensation. I can’t help but think that they’re some slow moving barrier that floats between us and things that are meant to remain a mystery. Maybe clouds carry the secrets of the world in between their cottony folds, roaming the sky to solicit our innate curiosity about the many things we can in no way explain. All I know is there’s more to them than just water and light.