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Clouds veiled the mountains,
One cloud feels lonely.
Never question the clouds, they're only bringing the life-giving rain.
You are the sky. The clouds are what happens, what comes and goes.
Clouds are on top for a reason. They float so high because they refuse to carry any burden!
Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly well know whither, And rest I well know where.
Nothing else can take a cloud's place but the sun.
The one close to me now; even my own body
these too will soon become clouds, floating in different directions.
The brightest skies are always foreshadowed by dark clouds
It was pouring earlier, great sheets of rain, and now the clouds outside the window are crystal tipped like mountain peaks in the sky, rays emanating downward like an illustration in a children's bible.
I glance at the sky, but there are no clouds. There are never clouds. I know what clouds look like only because of the digital images in our lessons at school. I know someone who has been north, to the mountains, and swears she saw clouds. Perhaps she's telling the truth, but I doubt it.
chased by the shadows of clouds.
Moving islands in the ocean of sky.
Beautiful white curtains in the sky,
Veiling and unveiling portions, as time passes by.
I watch clouds, when my mind feels clouded.
a cloud, it wouldCloud-- John Fowles
A cloud is made of billows upon billows upon billows that look like clouds. As you come closer to a cloud you don't get something smooth, but irregularities at a smaller scale.
The sky was white but deteriorating fast. As always, it was becoming an enormous drop sheet. Blood was bleeding through, and in patches, the clouds were dirty, like footprints in melting snow.
Footprints? you ask.
Well, I wonder whose those could be.
Clouds aren't as pretty as they used to be. That's a known fact.
Dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.
Clouds symbolize the veils that shroud God.
It was astonishing when at one point, I got the idea of how to make artifical clouds with a collaborator, we had pictures made which were theoretically completely artificial pictures based upon that one very simple idea. And this picture everybody views as being clouds.
Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies, Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies; The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare, And shed their substance on the floating air.
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.
When we look at clouds we see different shapes. See all the grace you can.
The fog between the trees of ghosts who lift suns.
The clouds hung like dark, blowing tapestries in the gaps of the hills.
See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!
We all know that a sky with clouds in it is much more interesting than one that doesn't have any.
Myth is a cloud based upon a shadow based upon the movement of the breeze.
Wafted up, The stealing cloud with soft grey blinds the sky And in its vapory mantle onward steps The summer shower.
Sometimes I wish I was a cloud ... Just floating along, going wherever the breeze takes me.
Just like life." "What?" "The clouds. They never hold still. Sometimes you think you're seeing one thing, and a second later, the whole picture changes.
In the east a bank of cloud rises up silently like dark bread.
What wouldn't I give now for a never-changing map of the ever-constant ineffable? To possess, as it were, an atlas of clouds.
Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light.
Sometimes the air is so thick with your judgment that its clouds obstruct your vision.
Who reports the works and ways of the clouds, those wondrous creations coming into being every day like freshly upheaved mountains?
You are not the clouds or even the blue sky where clouds live. You are the sun behind them, giving light to all, and the sun is made up of goodness and kindness and light.
I'm somewhat in my own cloud.
The inner side of every cloud is bright and shining. So I turn my clouds about, and always wear them inside-out, to show the lining...
Rain clouds come floating in, not to muddy my days ahead, but to make me calm, happy and hopeful.
A lot of snow out of one cloud, and it grows thicker.
Behind every dark cloud there's usually rain
Dance Above The Clouds
I am a cloud - in trousers.
Dark clouds cannot hide the sun forever.
Autumn clouds, vague and obscure; The evening, lonely and chill. I felt the dampness on my garments, But saw no spot, and heard no sound of rain.
A cloud-congested caul that is alternately red, orange, vermilion, purple. Sometimes the clouds break apart in great, slow rafts, letting through beams of innocent yellow sunlight that are bitterly nostalgic for the summer that has gone by.
To float like a cloud you have to go to the trouble of becoming one.
The world made me cold. You made me water. One day we'll be clouds.
Oft the cloud that wraps the present hour serves but to brighten all our future days.
There was the sky, filled with flat-topped clouds, cruising like a fleet of anvils across the blue. George
You might be surrounded by clouds, but you'll be like sunshine to me.
Back of the clouds, the sun is always shining.
Dance with the clouds.
We talk of sunshine and moonshine, but not of cloud-shine, which is yet one of the illuminations of our skies. A shining cloud is one of the most majestic of all secondary lights.
Then they would roll these handfuls of cloud in their fingers until they turned into what looked like large white marbles. Then they would toss the marbles to one side and quickly grab more bits of cloud and start over again.
The rain falls endlessly, and even on the hottest of summer days, blooming white cumulus clouds float above, their shadows reminding you that summer's heat is fleeting, and the rain's never far off
The ever-new passions which consumed her gave to her life the appearance of those clouds which float in the heavens, reflecting sometimes azure, sometimes fire, sometimes the opaque blackness of the tempest, and which leave no traces upon the earth behind them but devastation and death.
Clouds very high look
not one word helped them get up there
I watch the clouds as I see them
in pomp advancing, pursuing
the fallen sun.
The clouds, - the only birds that never sleep.
The Peace Panda Says ... Try to tolerate the clouds in your life because they sometimes do keep you shaded from the scorching sun.
Behind every dark cloud there is an every-shining sun. Just wait. In time, the cloud will pass.
Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament.
There were angry clouds building up behind the moutains, black-gray clouds, great clumps of them colored just like cotton balls after Aunt Ruth cleaned off her eye makeup from a big night out, all gunky with mascara and eye shadow. (p 378)
Carry your sorrow inside you as the cloud conceals ruin and death like a deadly secret that is understood only when the storm breaks.
Clouds can never hide the sun forever; so don't complain about clouds but never forget to welcome the sun.
What's nice about both clouds, and art, is that you can look at them and just resonate. That can be good for both the heart and the mind.
I embraced a cloud,
but when I soared
it rained.
Dark clouds bring waters, when the bright bring none.
The cloudlets are lazily sailing O'er the blue Atlantic sea; And mid the twilight there hovers A shadowy figure o'er me ...
The inhabitants of earth behold commonly but the dark and shadowy under side of heaven's pavement; it is only when seen at a favorable angle in the horizon, morning or evening, that some faint streaks of the rich lining of the clouds are revealed.
Now suddenly there was nothing but a world of cloud, and we three were there alone in the middle of a great white plain with snowy hills and mountains staring at us; and it was very still; but there were whispers.
If there were never any clouds (sorrows and sufferings) in our lives, we would have no faith. God does not come near us without clouds.
White clouds gather and billow. Thin grass does for a mattress, The blue sky makes a good quilt. Happy with a stone underhead Let heaven and earth go about their changes.
Dreams get shattered, hopes are belied, aspirations delude and opportunities elude us. Clouds have the power to conceal the sunshine and our radiance fails to ignite positive thoughts unless we embellish our thoughts and emotions, which can be trained to veer into a positive direction.
We want our happy little clouds to float across the sky
One opal cloudlet in an oval form reflects the rainbow of a thunderstorm which in a distant valley has been staged for we are most artistically caged.
The clouds looked like ethereal creatures, sky-fish swimming across the blue expanse, following the sun to the other side of the world.
The cloud is free only to go with the wind. The rain is free only in falling.
Yon grey lines
That fret the clouds are messengers of day.
It's always a nice day above the clouds
Birds looked like an echo of birds, fat white clouds looked as if they were there to sell you fabric softener or air travel or health insurance.
Thunderstorms and rainbows wrapped together in a convenient pocket-sized parcel.
Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labour to overcome the cloud that loads 'em.
Funest philosophers and ponderers,
Their evocations are the speech of clouds.
A cloud does not know why it moves in just such a direction and at such a speed ... It feels an impulsion ... this is the place to go now. But the sky knows the reasons and the patterns behind all clouds, and you will know, too, when you lift yourself high enough to see beyond horizons.
The sky, drunk with spring and giddy with its fumes, thickened with clouds. Low clouds, drooping at the edges like felt sailed over the woods and rain leapt from them, warm, smelling of soil and sweat, and washing the last of the black armor-plating of ice from the earth.
There was the world and there is you, where I belong clouds are more powerful than the sun.
While my friend always spoke about the sun, I kept speaking about the clouds, until one day I realized that it was the sun that allowed me to see the clouds.
That cloud looks like a horse," Brayden said, lying on his back pointing out the fluffy, condensed precipitation in the bright blue sky. "That one looks like a bunny and there's a Buick. Over there is the electrical schematic of a B-2 Bomber and that one looks like a Category Five hurricane.
Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together? Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
You travel here and you travel there, trying to get out from under the cloud, and nothing works, and then one day you realize you've been carrying the weather around with you.
You must always try to go through the clouds.
- Beclouded The sky is low, the clouds are mean, A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day How some one treated him; Nature, like us, is sometimes caught Without her diadem.
Let's build us a happy, little cloud that floats around the sky.
You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.
Aren't the clouds beautiful? I could just lie here all day, and watch them drift by ...
I finally found me a cloud to float on.