Nefelibata

Drowsily running her fingers
Through the thickness of clouds
Light-hearted and brave.
Pouring ease
Over the frowning gazes of
Mighty kings,
To the full.
Chancing upon other
Nimbus walkers,
Drawing wordy swords
At the world beneath,
Bearing dainty arms against
The habits of mortals,
Obvious only to
The aspiring eye.