A cloud.

Takes the form of a dog.

A bird.

A castle.

A dinosaur.

But it’s never not a cloud.

Ever.

Nothing is happening.

You could say.

Nothing ever happened.

You could say.

But there are the forms.

Look.

A fish.

A camel.

A Ferrari!

Donald Trump!

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Waves.

Rising on the ocean.

Crashing on the shore.

Surfers gliding.

Children playing.

But the waves are never not ocean.

Ever.

The waves don’t exist.

You could say.

There is only ocean.

You could say.

But there are the waves.

The foam.

The bubbles.

And the setting Sun.

Glistening on it all.

Equally.