Cloud watching

There’s something

Mystifying

Calming

And breathtaking all at once

About cloud watching.

The white magic

That is the cluster of clouds

Seems to swirl in a motion

That’s almost

Unnoticeable.

The sky is revolving

But unlike a revolving door

It flows

Slowly

And gracefully.

The sky takes it time

And shows us faces

Pictures

Of animals

And things.

And while I watch these clouds

Drift

I know that I can never set foot

Into the world I see

Above me.

The sky

Might just be

An ocean

I can never

Dip my feet into.

But then I wonder

And then I dream

About all the possibilities

That lie ahead of me

And think.

One day

I’ll be lying on the ground

Staring at the beautiful

Alive

Sky

And I’ll know that I’ve succeeded

That I have achieved my greatest

Dream.

And so I take a look at the sky right now

It’s darker now than it was before

But the sight is just

As magnificent

With those powerful colors

The strokes of

Orange

Red

Purple

Blue.

I’ll wait

Until tomorrow morning

When I see the sky is blue again

Light

And magic.