Author's Note: This essay is inspired by Camille T. Dungy's poem "Characteristics of Life." I speak for the clouds, glowing purple and orange outside my rain-splattered window. They drift across the sky inch-by-inch, unaware of the darkness that encroaches. Dipping into a pool of milky deep blue, they sigh and pause for a moment. I have only a minute to smile at these beauties before they flutter away. The clouds are ever-present. Even on a blue-sky day, I can see little white weeds poking through, defying others' wishes. Some might consider them invasive, but they are present and they are beautiful. They rise up in song despite their small size. I speak for the clouds even when they are gray with worry. Their bellies darken with rage and rain collapses from underneath them. They have so many thoughts they just need to get out. I speak for the clouds that exist in darkness, in emptiness, and, of course, in the sky. Thank you for reading! If you like my essay, please don't be afraid to give it a share. Comments are always welcome and I love hearing your thoughts. Question: Do you find beauty in clouds?
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AuthorI'm Darcy Ridge, creating stories that all revolve around family and identity in a myriad of ways. In the past, I have shared multiple stories and published a novella online. You can find me on Wattpad and many other social media websites. They/them [Image Description: black background with the words "Social Justice and Mental Health Resources" in white in the center /end ID]
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