Cotton Clouds

My Dear, 

Can you feel the morning dew, 

Oh so densely wet

Resting upon your cheeks?

That's the reward, my dear

For waking up at such a peak.

My Child, 

Can you try imitating those 

Oh so playfully chord-ed

Bird whistling songs?

Come one, dear little one.

Fear not to be even wrong.

Feel the air... Make out its gentle wave

Rest in his sound... Can you hear him say?

"The wind cajoles with me,

embracing you from within."

Can you hear their silent laughter, 

Can you make out its voice?

Listen, very quietly...

Feel it with your heart. 

My Little One, 

Can you look at Daddy?

He is pointing to you something afar.

What is it, my little one?

Would you please tell me, 

if it is really coming from afar?

Let us lie on the grass, my little one

Look at the sky, at those clouds within

What is it?

Three lumps joined with each other;

Just like us when together.

It's Daddy, You and Me. 

Hanging in there... 

Feeling so free, so easy and so happy.

:)