It could be winter or summer
Spring or autumn
whatever season
I brace up
I gear up
I rise for the occasion
I will climb mountains
but no matter how I try
reaching the cloud is very difficult
Sometimes I get so close and the cloud is no longer there
other times it begins to rain
lighting and thunder gets accompanied by the cloud
reaching the cloud is not easy as I had thought
Now I think about those who got to the stars
My journey has just begun
someday I will reach the cloud