The sun sets on another day…
The clouds are thick and fluffy and carry with them the promise of rain. As I look out over the horizon I see the giant fluffy battleships rolling across twilight sky ready to pummel the world with refreshing rain.
It’s sometimes interesting how words can express something as easy as a cloud yet cannot describe what you really see. Years ago I wrote a poem about wandering as lonely as a cloud when I had watched that cloud all alone in the bright blue sky. There is a fascination without clouds it look like common objects or people or things. Many people say they see angels in the clouds While others see elephants, unicorns, fae, and other fun animals.
Each time I hear people talking about the clouds I am hopeful for it shows that imagination is still alive and it shows that people still see all of the possibilities I am hopeful imagination will always be there and then a thunderstorm can become a battle between Titans, a quiet day a candy shop dream, and sunset can become a rainbow bridge to another world. Imagination is what makes us who we are at our best. Imagination opens doors to who we can be even better.
So as the sun sets on another day, the world is a fantastic place where dense clouds become battleships attacked by elephants surrounded by angels. Another cloud is up there, let’s watch and in the process let’s make today a day for our imagination to run wild, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and live in your imagination…