Do You Know Why.... Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

I cannot say why the wind carries the clouds.
It might be that they love each other.
I've heard this on the tv, it was a woman writing a book, or a poem.
She stood all tall above the paper, like a mountain, like a god.
I think mountains are gods, they hold on their heads the sky,
that's why no one has ever reached it.
It's just too high, you can't just walk, you need wings, like birds.
Yea, birds might get there, if they'd want to, but they don't, they're not crazy.
People are crazy.
I've heard that when they shut their eyes,
they see things, like the witches in the book you gave me.
But I don't think they know the future.
They just like to pretend they know.
It's always a lie, even in the newspaper.
The stars are just lights.
I cannot say why the wind carries the clouds.
It might be that they love each other
like us, but I'm not sure,
I'm not that smart anymore, I've stopped chasing them,
that's why I'm asking you.
Do you know why the wind carries the clouds?