Seas of clouds pass by like the changing times
No one knows where they start or where they are going
How they are formed, what they may look like
Swiftly or almost motionless they change like time.
It may confound the wise if dwelt on too long
This truth of Creation has been a question never solved
Supposedly, the knowledge of man is not all that great
If they just look to the Creator, all mystery would be revealed.