Clouds

I like to breathe water 
  from the clouds 
  before it turns to rain 

  its taste is forgiving 
  and inviting 

  After all that we've said and done, 
  the sky still gives us the sun every 
  morning when we wake up. 

  So feel privileged that we're the ones, 
  who are given so much and 
  yet are so undeserving. 

  I appreciate when my 
  skin turns to air. 
  I am fond of being that weightless. 

  I appreciate when my lungs are 
  full of cloud water. 
  I am thankful for that feeling. 
  Much like the eyes of an old friend, 
  I am grateful for that energy.