~ fluff ~

The clouds are beautiful today.  They are bigger than the last few weeks.  Fluffier.  They have many depths and layers.  Some are small and subtle and others are grandeur.  Today they reminded me of art. They fluff and circular humps atop seemed picturesque.  Almost as if Bob Ross' spirit was amidst them painting them as I drove.  Clouds creative perspective.  They create depth.  They create forms and figures, many different figures all whilst remaining clouds.  As I sit now and gaze upon them, do the other individuals around me see the same figures though or different?  We are all looking at the same cloud, but I wonder what they see.  I wonder what figure they are creating in their mind.  Most likely it's not the same.  Isn't this similar to life?  Is it up to the seer to create?  To determine a perspective?  To determine a meaning?  To choose how they want to see life surrounding?  Are clouds metaphoric?  Do clouds portray what life could be, or is, or was, or will be?  Many shapes.  Many figures.  Many transformations.  Multiple layers.  Changing directional patterns.  Many faces.  Many choices and interpretations of the forms.  Always different while remaining it's subatomic structure.  Always moving.  Always changing and shifting forms based upon the temperature, the pressure, the climate conditions, the wind, the context of it's surrounds and the seasons.  Don't we do this to an extent?  Are we the same as clouds?  Do we have similarities?  Do share the same dynamics?  I sure hope so.  For clouds are interesting, dynamic, beautiful, and purposeful.  For if I am anything like a cloud, I am quite fortunate and beautiful.  To clouds.  :)

namaste