Clouds

White sheep, white sheep,
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops
You all stand still
When the wind blows
You walk away slow,
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?

by Christina Rossetti

 Note: All photographs are taken with my Nokia X2-00 camera phone in Mumbai, just before the monsoons drenched the city. The exception here is the first image, which was taken from inside an aircraft.