Vaporous, volatile, vast. Farther
than the eye can see.
White and wispy and reflecting the rays of sun
with harsh un-intention. At the horizon where
the blue collides with white -- that is where
I am going.
Listless, nimble, floating across the Earth's face.
Sometimes disappearing completely only to
reform at a different longitude.
Clumpy, clustered custard clouds bright and
clean from this perspective.
Hiding the sun from the world below. Dark grey and
glum this ever-spinning planet. Always in a
surprising state of flux on fast-forward.
Blink and everything will be different already.