Clouds
By Caitlin Compton

They floated above and beneath. Forever above the anxious seas and roaming hills that looked to them for the boldening knowledge of how tall they must stand. They painted pictures in the minds of the innocent, morphing into their dreams. Turning their dreams into reality. They stood as a hope for the restless who wanted the highest heights and more. Almost arrogant they were that they could look down upon all, and judge everything at once. However, just as the arrogance of mass becomes as azule as its holder, they are reminded of their lustlessness by the glittering expanse that will forever hold then in its neverending embrace.