Above

Perspective

at 35,000 feet.

Of life lived,

living and unlived,

opportunities and ideas

that play hide and seek

like mountains dancing

between the clouds

of friendships

and love.

Of lives played out

in hours, days and years,

related and consumed in gulps.

And the hours, days and years

go on

until they stop.

And the gulps are no more

until memories, like souls,

rise above the clouds.