Clouds
So often described
As wispy
And fluffy white
Or on darker days
Ominous
And big dark

These
Are true
But not
The entirety

On a sunny day
You are lonely
Mirrors of the sky
And the sea
Wandering, wondering
Mindless
Pushed by tired wind

When you gather
On a darker day
Maybe you are joyful
You restlessness released
As you reflect
Those who keep you company
In true beauty