Silly'a Shape Cloud

When's a dream
          -    What's fantasy
Where is time, why shine a light
             When is bound -
              What is found.         
Where is sound
Why dark is loud.

Silly a shape a cloud 
Swimming in air
Not to seak but that is there
Funny taste this drop of rain
Not to reap for all to bare
     Oh wise ol' tree  haunting me
How long have you been there
Known so much seen too much 
Not to speak - still to dare