Lately, I've been looking at lot at clouds.
Clouds are there, and yet they are not.
When we approach a ball of cloud & reach out to touch it, we couldn't.
When we approach a ball of clouds with a jar or container to capture it, we couldn't.
We see ever-shifting shapes formed by the clouds against the vast blue sky.
Sometimes, the clouds seemed to dance a lonely slow dance on their own - savoring every moment and enjoying the independence.
Sometimes, they would join up with other clouds for a breathtaking group dance. And when they part, they would have left a piece of itself with the other clouds.
Sometimes, the clouds would disperse and disappear slowly but surely.
Sometimes, the clouds would disperse and seem about to disappear when they begin to take on a 'second life'.
No one cloud would remain the same - unchanged.
No dance pattern would be repeated exactly again and again.
Life is like clouds.....
1987, Photo by Beng Tian using Minolta X700
