Clouds

The clouds taking shapes as they please- sometimes dragon and sometimes a bunny. Moving in the sky always- they never stop nor are they tired, always following the wind. White or grey – always follow the same rule.
Thunder and lightning- they do their thing, Rain or sunshine- to read their mind.

Clouds in grey and white
Days covered in Blues and blacks
Sun shines through always.

Written for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille.
Tried a Haibun for the first time. So please excuse with the flaws.