Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I’ve looked at clouds that way
Not much time this week so falling back on old photographs again. This one was taken somewhere over the desert on the way to Nevada. As much as I don’t like travelling, give me a camera, some decent music with my earphones on and sit me at a window seat on a plane and I’m happy. Oh yeah, and my book(s).
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It’s cloud’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all