WILLIAMSJI MAVELI: ESSAY: CLOUD TO CLOUD

Clouds never exist simply by themselves. They are not only vital as weather features but have had a strong influence on poetry and literature. They are not simply meteorological phenomena, but also have a symbolic presence in our psyches.
Clouds are large formations caused when moist, humid air near the ground gets drawn up into the storm cloud, and condenses to form this massive. These amazing clouds are always rain-free because of the air moving upward into the clouds.
We look up with prayers in our own state of mind, and this life will contribute more enthusiasm within and among all of us. We need to stay positive throughout the day and night. Whether the skies are clear or filled with clouds, there is beauty in it. So many things become beautiful when we really look closer, even if the object is situated far at a distance.
Since our birth, the sky, twinkling stars, and blue clouds have fascinated all of us. A simple little visible mass of condensed water vapor floating in the atmosphere are really mesmerizing, nevertheless, as a child, we would lay in the grass and imagine the fluffy white clouds as the gates to heaven beyond which, the wonder of the universe was endless. Clouds are so cool and all, but it’s the beauty of the vast sky, the visual stimulation of the formation itself, is that always makes us stop in our life pathways to snap a natural shot.
A cloud is either made of water drops or ice crystals floating in the sky at various circumstances according to nature’s involvement in the atmosphere. The sky can be full of water. But most of the time we are unable to see the water. The drops of water are too small to see.
They have turned into a gas called water vapor. As the water vapor goes higher in the sky, the air gets cooler. The cooler air causes the water droplets to start to stick to things like bits of dust, ice, or sea salt.
Clouds get their names in two ways.
One way is by where they are found in the sky. Some clouds are high up in the sky. Low clouds form closer to Earth's surface. In fact, low clouds can even touch the ground. These clouds are called fog. Middle clouds are found between low and high clouds.
Another way clouds are named is by their shape. Cirrus clouds are high clouds. They look like feathers. Cumulus clouds are middle clouds. These clouds look like giant cotton balls in the sky. Stratus clouds are low clouds. They cover the sky like bed sheets.
Most of the water in clouds is in very small droplets. The droplets are so light they float in the air. Sometimes those droplets join with other droplets. Then they turn into larger drops. When that happens, gravity causes them to fall to Earth. We call the falling water drops "rain." When the air is colder, the water may form snowflakes instead. Freezing rain, sleet, or even hail can fall from clouds.
Clouds are important for many reasons. Rain and snow are two of those reasons. At night, clouds reflect heat and keep the ground warmer. During the day, clouds make a shade that can keep us cooler. Thunder or lightning is a poetic symbolic aftereffect of an intense touch by the clouds floating in the sky. Lightening is always accompanied by a loud thunderclap.
This is being identified with the mythology of a “Sky Father” which is a recurring concept in polytheistic religions of a “Sky God “ who is addressed as a "father", often the father of a pantheon and is often either a reigning or former King of the Gods. The concept is complementary to an "Earth Mother".
Storm clouds have especially intrigued us over the years, and with the weather season right around the corner, there is no better time to talk about clouds, Is the sky blue or are there clouds, and what kind of clouds are those? Looking at the sky to determine conditions by assessing clouds is something we all do. Clouds rolled in and wept tears on the field. Without wine, purple flowers cannot grow. The greenery provides pleasant scenery for us today.
The appearance of a cloud is determined by the nature, sizes, number, and distribution in space of its constituent particles; it also depends on the intensity and color of the light received by the cloud and on the relative positions of the observer and source of light. We see clouds because of their luminance. That is a term used to describe, it is light reflected, scattered, and transmitted by its constituent particles.
This light comes, for the most part, direct from the luminary or from the sky; it may also come from the surface of the earth, being particularly strong when sunlight or moonlight is reflected by ice or snow. The luminance of a cloud may be modified by intervening haze.
So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.
The real meaning of poetry is contrasting for everyone. It varies from one cloud ato another. It depends on what your essence is. Poetry lies not in any structural code or influence, but rather in the depth of meaning conveyed through the emotional script.
It looks for a thought-provoking theme or idea in order to make connections that are deeper and more meaningful to the reader. A good poem asks questions of us and sometimes it causes us to pause and reflect. It is a literary device to end all devices and human emotions universally.
To our mother earth, we ought to give ourselves up to a particular landscape in our experience, to look at it from as many angles as we can, to wonder about it, to dwell upon it. We ought to imagine that we touch it with our hands at every season and listen to the sounds that are made upon it.
We ought to imagine the creatures there and all the faintest motions of the wind. We ought to recollect the glare or reflection of clouds and all the colors of dawn and dusk. The hills, valleys, and mountains are inviting us and the wind is weaving its hands on us.
Skies and clouds have always been a source of awe and beauty, and sometimes we don't have the words to capture how much we admire them. There are no words to say how much exciting, and exhilarating it is to look at clouds and oceans, climb hills and ramble mountains, and even how much we enjoy them as a powerful metaphor for poetic hard work, exploration, and victory in literature, art, and music.
For all global poets, nothing beats the feeling of reaching the summit of a peak of cloudy moods and looking down on the world in and around us. But during those times when you’re stuck at home instead of exploring a beautiful blue peak, explore this inspirational poetic bliss.
Many of us adhere with fanatical tenacity to the special attributes and natural submissive concepts of life mysteries. We need desperately to perceive a vast gap between humans and the rest of creation.
A true poet exists in a kind of tranquil, solitude and melodious of truthful and imaginative, at times unmindful to the actual surroundings, at times unconsciously accustomed to outdoor stimulus—music, fragrance, a memorable view from windows of love: A poetic verse in which the poet goes down into self, and finds inspiration in thoughts coming in and to evaluate them for a creative venture of novel feeling, life experience, and emotions.
Another is in which the poet goes out of self, mingles with the trial and passion of the world without, and deals with what the poet discovers with a bunch of referral themes to own individuality and self-observations. The former class we may call personal or subjective poetry or the poetry of delineation and self-expression.
The latter we may call impersonal or objective poetry or the poetry of representation or creation. The boundary lines between these two divisions cannot be drawn with absolute precision, and in much poetry, especially in our extremely composite modern poetry, personal and impersonal elements continually combine. But the distinction nonetheless rests on a compact foundation of fact, and for purposes of classification, it is undeniably useful.
Essentials of Poetry is a simple joy of gathering for a single or group reading, learning to go in-depth knowledge of the core heart of the verse, narrating on development and its background, and discussing widely its various pros and cons.
Poetry is a half portion of art full of thematic bliss of illusions and the other half is either a struggle of emotional grief or delight, and there’s usually an equal emphasis on writing and performing. The reader is the key differentiating factor here, with reader engagement being the primary goal of a poem and its performance.
Earlier, poetry critics were enraged by the rising popularity of free verse. They called it chaotic and undisciplined, the mad expression of a crumbling literature society. Even as free verse became the standard mode, traditionalists resisted.
Poems are used as a means of passing ideas, information, and expression of feelings. This has made most of the poets use natural things and images that people can relate to so that they can make these poems understandable.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI