Clouds

Clouds are hills in vapor,
hills are clouds in stones,-
a phantasy in time’s dream.
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Light finds her treasure of colors
through the antagonism of clouds.
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The cloud gives all its gold
to the departing sun
and greets the rising moon
with only a pale smile.
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Forests,the clouds of earth,
hold up to the sky their silence,
and clouds from above come down
in resonant showers.
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My clouds, sorrowing in the dark,
forget that they themselves
have hidden the sun.
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The clouded sky to-day bears the vision
of the shadow of a divine sadness
on the forehead of brooding eternity.
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The cloud laughed at the rainbow
saying that it was an upstart
gaudy in its emptiness.
The rainbow calmly answered,
“I am as inevitably real as the sun himself.”
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The rainbow among the clouds may be great
but the little butterfly among the bushes is
greater.

-——Rabindranath Tagore
From ” Lekhan ” [1926] Bilingual and “Sphulinga”[1946]

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