I have been observing the clouds for some time.
Every time when I walk along the street, regardless day or night, I’d be looking up into the sky, watching how the clouds form into different sizes and shapes.
They appear in the sky in different forms, sometimes thick as a bunch of cotton, sometimes thin like a smoke screen. And if I find the clouds look interesting or beautiful to me, I will whip out my iPhone and start snapping away.
At times, I tried to make out something out of the shapes, either an animal, or an object. And through my naked eyes, I’ve not found any 2 clouds that are similar or identical.
In Chinese, there is a saying that goes: the cloud is ever changing. What it means to me is that every cloud is never meant to be the same as the other. And it changes from time to time.
And this often reminded me of the word – impermanence.
In Buddhism, one of the basic teachings is about the truth of impermanence and our sufferings are sometimes the cause of failing to see the truth. Hence, we cling on all things and refuse to let go. The moment we lose something, we ended up feeling painful, sufferings thus begins.
This wisdom applies to all things that we can find in this world. Materials stuffs, people, emotions, feelings, thoughts, incidents, plants, animals, in fact the whole universe, nothing is permanent.
I love to look up into the sky and appreciate the blue sky, even though it may be a very hot and humid day. I have learned that appreciation in itself is a beauty, as I feel thankful that I can see and enjoy the beautiful scene with my very own eyes.
There are people who wish they can look directly into the sun.
I used to have a very close friend who loves the blue sky, and she calls herself sunshine. Indeed, she exudes warmth and love wherever she goes. We were once very close and confided to each other often.
The law of impermanence states that nothing is permanent, including feelings and emotions, let alone relationships. And so the law is effected, and now we are the closest stranger.
I’ve never regretted knowing her, and taking her as my closest friend. And as long as she is happy, I’m happy for her too.
Looking at these pictures of the clouds that I’ve taken, suddenly, a familiar poem appeared in my mind. It was written by a famous Chinese poet by the name of Xu Zhi Mo and the title is “Coincidence”. Below is the direct translation of the poem (pardon my poor command of English):
I am one of the cloud in the sky
Falling into your heart occasionally
Do not be surprised
For I may disappear in the wink of your eyes
You and I meet in the darkness somewhere out in the sea
But we have each our own destiny
You may remember me
But it’s best you forget
In this intertwine world