Sky moods change.
Emotions rise and fall.
We call
Such changeable, fitful states
Weather.
Bright and happy
Sunshine bursting
Through dull clouds
Burns away the gloom.
Wind moans, wails
A voice so human
Many hear
The spirit of humans past.
In grief, despair.
Raindrops?
The wind's tears
Trickling off the cheeks
Of clouds.