Like a cloud,
So untouchable and faint.
Ways so majestic and filled with wonder,
Yet very quiet and quaint.

Form slowly evolving,
Into an unrecognizable shape.
The contrast makes through a shinning light,
Shown through just enough for the darkness to escape.

Each puff with holds beauty,
And a deep insight.
Such an innocent bliss,
Glowing so bright.

It makes you want to stop and gaze,
At the intuitive presence.
You think it has gone astray,
Really it happens to be omnipresence.

Now that it has transformed,
It is time for it to move on.
This wont be the last you see it,
As a matter of fact, you'll see me at dawn.