Cloud Brood Number Two: Resilience

"Cloud Brood Number Two: Resilience"

I have ridden through skies completely grey, completely alien and infinitely dangerous. I have faced hail-laden nimbus, pregnant with celestial wrath. I have flown until I mistook the sky for my abode. And now, here I am, resplendent like the rainbow that heralds the end of the storm, like the white cloud that moves peacefully across the firmament. I have arrived. I have not been reduced to monochromatic tones, I have not faded, I have not melted into rain. I am still summer sky, colours and sunshine. I still carry my essence, my return and my eternal starting point.