Yes, the cloud is drifting slowly across the sky. My life is like that cloud, slowly drifting away. There's nothing I can do about it; as the Bible says, man is appointed once to die. Someday, I will cast no shadow, and the cloud will have slowly gone beyond the horizon. Yes, the cloud is slowly disappearing. The Bible tells us that our days are like a cloud that crosses the sky and slowly disappears. Today, I am going back to the place of my youth where the cloud first appeared. A certain amount of nervous anticipation began to funnel through my brain as the turnoff to my past approached. A beautiful multicolored leaf with its beautiful hues of green, gold, and red blew across my windshield. I do not need any more reminders that Father Time is slowly ticking away.