Oh to live among the clouds!
So glorious
So majestic
A landscape of fluffy white terrain
Plains of ever-changing glory
Sloped hills of condensed rain
Tops and peaks, brightened by the sun
Row after row of sun kissed range
Mountains in the sky
Beauty that brings tears to your eyes
unexplainable, unimaginable—
The grace of their Creator
Mounds of glory
Volcanoes of fluff,
Erupting streaks into the sky—
Its blue, lightened by the misty influence of wintery-white, solidified mist
Such magnanimous glory,
Such varied and surreal beauty—
Such majesty that could only come from above
It’s no wonder we dream and utter conjecture—the Heavens lie within this terrain
This land above land
This land in the great depths of the cerulean skies
Whom but our Lord could reside in such splendor?
Whom but our Creator could dare call this dreamspace home?
The Earth below,
Full of wonders beyond imagining—
Splendiferous in its own right,
Still pales in contrast, to the wonders seen aloft in flight
5.6.18
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