Grey Clouds

A near black cotton-like vapor of water
in the atmosphere
It has never stopped to amaze me
Making me think that you have something
which you are concealing on your bosom

Are you a sign of fair weather
or an impending rain?
But I know many people would certainly think
That you're carrying
your rain with you
That you're ready to burst

I could somehow see rays of the sun
passing through you
Although your dim color
absorbed some of its radiance
Which means you're not keeping the light
for yourself

It'll gonna rain tonight
or tomorrow morning
But I've forecasted already
that you'll let go
of your rainwater vessel
because I've seen pink and orange
sunset yesterday

You seemed to affect the mood of us creatures
yet you're powerless against our wants and desires
You seemed to try to give a message
to us of some sort
An enigma for us to be unable to comprehend
a Divine wonder you behold

Thanks to you, I cannot see
the beautiful sunset at dusk
Only do I see now was a darkness
slowly prevailing against the light

You have made my night long this time
but I do know now,
that the only option for us is to accept
that it's now your season
and you're now the ruler of the skies.