Clouds

Clouds come crashing But they’re not unkind Every shadow's hiding a silver line They break, they fade They drift, they climb And all they leave is time Just time A crack of light cuts through the gray A promise in disguise The clouds don’t linger long enough To see the tears they dry They float like fleeting memories Untouchable, surreal Gone before you name them But you know just how they feel They carry stories, they carry dreams They’re not as heavy as they seem A canvas painted in endless streams Clouds aren’t clouds — they’re in-between Clouds come crashing But they’re not unkind Every shadow's hiding a silver line They break, they fade They drift, they climb And all they leave is time Just time