As they float across the sky in silent bliss

I would I were a cloud in the blue sky

And that you too were transmuted in this way.

So as we windblown clouds passed by

 I could mix with you ,a merry mist at play.

For clouds have fuzzy boundaries at best

They have no minds nor fears, nor guilt nor sin.

Oh,feel they are internally at rest.

As they have no heart nor torment, no within.

Identity is not their need not wish

As they float across the sky in silent bliss

…Unlike the sea, the sky contains no fish..

Yet on this world clouds love to have a piss

Oh,blend with me and be my other soul;

For we two clouds can now become one whole