Clouds

Clouds are remarkable things.  While they are just a natural element, moving water around the earth, showering it on some, drenching others, and snowing on the North this time of year, they are capable of being whimsical or threatening all based on the water to air ratio.

I bet each of us, at least once in our lives, as laid on an open meadow and watched the clouds, and imagined what their shapes could be.  Of course we have the traditional fluffy sheep, the big castles, the airplanes and maybe even a Ferrari or two.  At those times weren't they really just mirrors into our hearts?

Other times the clouds band together to take their revenge on those below.  They gang up and become rogue storms that lash out at the helpless unsuspecting land below them.

Sometimes clouds come down to see what we are doing and they cover our eyes and restrict our vision, as if saying look inside and see what is there.

As Judy Collins sings, "I've looked at clouds from both sides now" and the beauty of a Thunder cloud on top is inspiring in its power.

I guess clouds are a lot like us, or we are a lot like clouds, in a sort of metaphysical way.  I know some who are light and fluffy, others who are dark and threatening and some who just drizzle their lives away.

Have a fluffy cloud day!