Among The Clouds

In the silence of those Soft white clouds under a Blue sky I hang there. Very quietly with a gentle Breeze I am alone with my Own thoughts. Nothing betrays the silence, Light hands in control, the Wind in its silent respect. I am a falling leaf, taking ages To look for that safe spot to Gently kiss the Earth below. I can hear cars below and a Rugby match taking place. I pass a pigeon, then another. Concentration fills the silence. I need the wind to blow me a Little bit further along, just a bit. The ground comes up to say Hello, I'm watching my speed, Gently pulling up to slow down. I am an eagle gliding, looking at Where to place my claws. Gently I kiss the Earth with softness. Soft shudder, I feel a slight impact Like sitting in a comfy chair as the Glider enters its perfect stillness.