The clouds Облака

               
               
                «Облака опять поставили
               
                Паруса свои.
               
                В зыбь небес свой бег направили,
               
                Белые ладьи», - Валерий Брюсов

                «The clouds have raised their sails once more,
               
                And set their course in skies that roar,
               
                Like white ships on a rolling sea,
               
                They glide towards a distant shore»
               

        The Сlouds

The clouds have set their sails up high,
Prepared for journey across the sky.
Like ships of white, they gently sway
Towards a shore so far away.
Enchanted, we watch from the fields
As grey-hulled ships their course reveal.
Row by row, they smoothly slide,
A symphony that can't be denied.
The captain's call, the winds that blow,
A tale of wonder, felt by all below.
With each passing moment, they glide
In us, their beauty does reside.
The clouds, the ships, a wondrous tale
Of journeys that leave skies to swell.



                By Vladimir Angelblazer,
                Buyan Island, the kingdom of the glorious Saltan.
                March 2023.