Wandering cloud drifts in the sky,
Alone and free, with no one to rely,
Solitude is its only friend,
As it travels from end to end.
No worries, no fears, it wanders on,
In search of peace, until the dawn,
The world below, it watches with care,
And wonders if anyone is there.
But the cloud knows its true fate,
To wander alone, in a peaceful state,
Until the day it disappears from sight,
And becomes one with the starry night.