A Piece of poetry

Clouds

We are as lonely as the clouds,
Seeking for hope in a blue sky.
We are too weak to make a sound
For help that hides into our eyes.

We don't need rest while we are flying
Or crawling among the bright stars.
We just need love that will bring higher
Or lower. It depends on us.

We can't explain what we don't understand.
The darkness hunts, but we do the same.
We're fearless in the face of this realm,
And because of loneliness, we are so brave.