Cloud Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Cloud


What can we say about a cloud
to say it is gloomy is patently wrong
you can say it is white, grey or black (dark)
but a cloud doesn't know it is a cloud
it is the few things in nature that are soulless
but not wholly so, it came from somewhere
it could be the residue of a fart expelled by
the cosmos, well, it has to happen you can´t hold
in a flatus forever if you try a disservice to
nature itself and your stomach.
Which tells us that nothing is quite a lot.