tears of a cloud..

The bottled cloud,
began to cry.

In its sorrow,
a rain was born.

Rained and rained,
filling the bottle;
Pushing the cap,
and popping it open!

Now in the wake,
of the new found freedom
water waits,
for another sunrise.

To dry up the sorrow,
and make them smile,
into a cloud;
Again!

--
Jagadeesh
26/11/2oo7