A Passing Cloud In A Clear Day Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

The brightest stars Are hanging up in the skies Like pretty lanterns here and there In a pretty universe full of a lot of Pretty things anywhere and everywhere, The pretty clouds come here and go there, but There are some passing clouds here and there In clear days looking for for pretty and tired Riders to take them to a dreamland somewhere, Life never stops because it is something inevitable To do this everyday greatly and wonderfully, The whole universe goes on greatly and astonishingly Without any hindrance or any obstacles ever, A passing cloud is merely like a drop of water if compared, but It does a huge thing in life when it goes into a dead land to Grant it a new life and make it again alive greatly and surely, Everything does its best to do something good in life even this Pretty and passing cloud even if clear there because if it doesn't Rain today at least it's there waiting for another day to do Something pretty though it is passing and passing the skies over our Heads not tired or toiled because it might be a picnic for it in the Pretty skies to move here and there without any visa or a permit, We, as human beings, can not be compared to a passing cloud because We're incapable of doing things that everyone might benefit from, A passing cloud is more active and generous than all human beings Because a passing cloud gives a pretty life to everything and Everyone anytime, anywhere, and everywhere on our earth.