I am

I am a drifter among the rambling clouds, Sometime roaring with thunder and lightning rods, Sometime pour my heart out to quench thirst of needy, Sometime I scatter and vanish in warm weather quietly. Adoring my beloved’s sand monument on seashore’s edge, Wishing waves will meet her for a few moments in rhythmic praise, Watching tides leave shells, sea weeds, on beach as pledge, Soothing sea with the tides, waves serenading a musical maze. I am the soul, climbing the azure sky, On wings of dreams, transcending the mundane, Brushing against the canvas, where stars lie, A celestial dance, an endless refrain. I am in love sometimes, in despair sometimes, happy sometimes, sad sometimes, everything sometimes, nothing sometimes, I am what I am, almost all the time.