Cloud

The full moon peeped through partial clouds. It is her day, and the clouds are bent upon taking away the glory.

A lovelorn poet looks at the sky, and writes about the beauty of his lover behind a veil. Whom will you designate as the central character of this piece – the lover, lover’s beauty or the veil?

Cloud is not happy being painted as a villain. He rains upon the earth, drenching people in shivers and poetic instincts. A few disappear inside shelters, and the poet sings about missing his girl in this romantic weather. Not much has changed, but Cloud is now a catalyst, and the poet has caught a nasty cold. A beautiful song is born.

Cloud has a locational advantage. It is close enough to Earth to have an impact, but appears to be floating in the sky. It can inspire, and it can intimidate. Its wispy existence allows it to move swiftly, and drape itself around any mountain peak or winding road or human mind. The capability to change state is also a magic wand in his arsenal. It influences people in more ways than one – firing imagination being just one of them.

No wonder, Cloud became a metaphor for the internet, and Cloud servers rule the world. Bezos wouldn’t have been the richest man in the world, and his ex-wife not the third richest woman in the world, without a cloud progeny called AWS.