The shapes in the clouds are not of their making. They don’t choose to be the way they look. It is a random creation of numerous creators created for no reason, for no purpose. And then we humans – the secondary creators – carve things into those random shapes, and the clouds start looking like ships, buildings, faces, gods. But the cloud remains the cloud in itself despite the arbitrary shapes imposed upon it by wild human imagination and despite the natural forces hitting reshaping it every now and then purposelessly. The cloud remains the cloud still. Who would change that so long as it does not dissolve into rain to meet the ocean only to be recreated by the Sun yet again, anew.
First Published on my Tumblr Blog on February 2, 2014.