Skies live in eager states
shifting
moving
ever changing form.
As we gaze into the depths
seeing all we could imagine,
we are left wonderous
not knowing quite how it eclipses our hopes.
Dreams become realized
with the sincerest form of joy and bliss,
with just a look above,
Who do we become?
Our journey taking us forward
deeper into realms realized,
we gaze at the mirror
seeing unfamiliar selves,
looking back in the deeper state,
we step into the new form
stretching
squeezing
finding the comfort spot
we tuck in gently
becoming familiar with this new skin,
ever aware of the fit.
We are in the throes,
becoming for a moment
something new and unique
almost a doppelganger of the cloud forms we see,
stormy or calm
it matters not
for now we drift on the winds
the keepers of our tomorrows,
all we imagine
all that we can…
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