Have you ever gazed up the sky,
Watched the cloud
And wondered what shapes
they're all about?
Sometimes you see a turtle,
Sometimes a palm tree,
And rarely army of ants
On some hunting spree.
On occasions, you see a cabbage
A carrot or a cauliflower,
The shapes keep on changing
Each passing hour.
At times there’s that hare
And the slothful sluggish snail
Racing Against the breeze
Leaving behind a teeny tiny trail.
Sometimes you see some eerie figures,
Sometimes you see some faces
Or some inconspicuous maps
Of ancient medieval places.
Some shapes are just strange
Of whose shape, you can’t relate,
Like a forlorn farmer in the field
Of oat and millet?
Sometimes you see God
Seated on a throne, our King,
For inquisitive minds in the sky
There’s always a thing.
When your days are hard,
Gaze up the skies
To see some crazy shapes
Unfolding before your eyes!!
Karma Thukten
16th of September, 2021
Maokhola Outpost, Gelephu
