Flitting With The Clouds Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I like to hang onto the clouds
And fly over villages, cities and towns
I like to feel the wind against my face
As I fly over the lands where trees are grown

I like to sleep on clouds as mats
And cross the rivers, oceans and seas
With deep blue sky above I like to close
My eyes and listen sweet sound of the breeze

I like to see the raindrops falling
From the clouds and shine in the air
With no worries of the worldly desires
I have so much fun and joy that I can't share