If I would be a part of nature, I want to be a cloud...

If I would be a part of nature, I want to be a cloud.
When you look at me in the sky, you see me as light,
soft, and easily carried by the wind.
I am far and distant from you.
I am in the sky while you're all on the earth.
But I love how I could watch over you---I could watch your every expression, see your every action, and hear your every word.
I love how I can travel in every part of the world---capturing every moment, watching various things, meeting different creations, and observing different emotions.

And you watch me, too!
You love how I constantly change. 
You love to learn about my life.
You love to follow my journey, capturing my different shapes or forms, and describing them so beautifully.
But sadly, you could never know the real me.
What is my true form? Do I have one?
You could only wonder what shape I will be.

Nonetheless, I can be anything to you.
And you love me.
You love me for giving you comfort and protection, covering you from the blazing sun.
But sometimes you also hate me.
You wish to get rid of me because of hiding his beautiful scorching rays.
Sometimes you miss my presence, but sometimes
you don't.

Sometimes you dream of touching me.
You want to catch me and play with my softness.
You imagine me as fluffy as marshmallow and sweet as cotton candy.
And sometimes I am so bright.
I am white as snow---a sign of a perfect day.
But sometimes I get so dark---an omen of a gloomy
day.

Yes, I am light and soft.
I am easily carried by the wind.
But as time passes by, as the days come and go, everything inside me can get heavy.
And when I can hold it no more, I'll pour down heavy rain.
Rain pounding on the streets, drumming on your roofs, rushing in the streams, falling on the leaves, splashing on the kids who are running, and flooding
you with various emotions.
Some will thank me for it, but some will curse me.
For some, it's happiness and blessing.
But for others, it's sadness and suffering.
But despite that, I wish that you will still look at me and understand me and love me.
Even after seeing my dark times.
I want you to still see me as beautiful while embracing my ugly sides.
Because this is the real me.