Of the simplest materials,
Clouds are built:
Water vapor,
Rising air in the sun,
To cooler temperatures aloft.
These build fractal structures,
That draw out my imagination,
Billowing white into the blue,
Grey shadows, perhaps rain beneath.
And they tower up,
Anvils in the sky,
Igniting electrical charges,
Lighting up the clouds,
Maybe burning the earth below,
All built of the simplest things,
Water vapor,
and cooling air,
beneath the sun.
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