In my opinion a cloud cannot be captured in a photograph. It takes the ephemeral qualities of language and the intellectual filters on direct sensory stimuli. It can only be experienced.
Cirrus lee Cloud Shaman Syntactic
All aboard the cumulonimbus foray
Not to be mist
or taken for granite
It rocks to see it another way
Words only cloud the eminent
Rising adiabatic majesty visual display
Skewed Tee twisting humidic advent
Just fool’s nose smells reign
Over the sunshine and understand
Sky like prisms rainbows explain
Away from fallen drops down and
Subtle right curving Coriolis refrain
Whither cyclonic contour space command
Perhaps music can portray what I am thinking, just ss the
Cloud Harp Project tries to make clound numbers into sound.
But it is more intangible than that, a kind mystical mathematical sense derived from
Cosine Angel
eyes on the plains—
a short dimension z
mostly flat the sky is
as far as eye can see
Hidden hyperdimension
creative code
Mathematicians unfold
with fractal theories
Recursive refrains
Omega (ω) curls
[Dancing girls ?]
Impartial differential
slopes of infinity
Like abstract virginity
Clouds on my x & y
Shadows defying gravity
We all need these ?
It is the dreams Pythagoras smelled in Alexandrian color.