In the Clouds

Lenticular clouds,

like massive, motionless UFOs,

hover at high altitudes

over snowcapped mountain peaks.

They appear deceptively tranquil.

Vigilant jet pilots avoid

these aggressively turbulent clouds,

the severe rising and falling masses

of air and moisture

teeming with precarious wind currents.

Intrepid glider pilots gravitate

directly toward them,

eagerly seeking them out

to rise

with the thrill of the wave

to astounding altitudes,

then to plummet,

soaring at record breaking speeds

for an electrifying adrenalin rush.

Me?

I just want

to gaze at them


...and dream