A small cloud is floating in the sky, it has been in space for a long long time ago, nobody knows where it comes from, it even don’t know when and where it was born. It has been trying all the way to find the answer and always asked itself:”who am I?” and “where am I from?”
It knows that it has no idea about where to go, it just follows the wind. With the wind, its body has changed for countless times, and sometimes it feels frustrated that it changes too fast to recognize itself. When the wind becomes too strong, it worries so much about loosing itself.
It can also faintly remember when it was too heavy to float in the air and has to fall down; it can’t describe how much fear it takes! When it becomes part of a stream, it feels better and quite happy with its new body. It hopes that it can keep this kind of leisured life. But with the flowing of stream, it has to run into a rushing river! It feels so tired and there are so many thrilling scenes with rocks and falls.
When arriving at sea with a relaxed breath, it is attracted by the amazing view of broadness, and feels not as lonely as a floating cloud in the sky. It thinks it might be home! It enjoys the splendid sunrise and feels nice and warm. At the same moment, it is aware of its own rising up and up. Until becoming a small cloud again, it looks down and looks around, and suddenly recollects the endless similar recycling before!
It sees into the space, and asks: “who am I after all?” The space replies: “who is asking?”