Riding Over the Clouds-Shant S

Riding Over the Clouds-Shant Sagar Upon soft clouds, my spirit takes its flight, A journey through the heavens, free and light. Where dreams entwine with the day's fading sight. Above the world, where stars proclaim the night, I soar, embracing skies vast and bright. Upon soft clouds, my spirit takes its flight. Ephemeral wisps that catch the sun's pure might, In silence, whispers of the infinite height. Where dreams entwine with the day's fading sight. Unfolding horizons, boundless and white, A canvas painted with celestial might. Upon soft clouds, my spirit takes its flight. In every hue, a promise of delight, A dance of shadows, dancing in the light. Where dreams entwine with the day's fading sight. Yet time suspends, in this eternal rite, As heaven's embrace holds me tight. Upon soft clouds, my spirit takes its flight, Where dreams entwine with the day's fading sight.