Cloud Tones

What you know spoils
Them some. They were,
Once, more on par
With stars, were just

The next sphere down.
Now you’ve flown them.
You could walk them
If you could hike

Straight up. They’re close.
The stars proved far,
So far. The moon’s
Not the boat it seems.

Which hurts the most?
That one sphere’s close
Or one’s so far?
That skies are both?