Whipped Cream Sentiments

The evening sun cast dazzling pink atop an aerial cloud forest

While lower level puffs wore gray

It seemed I should be able

To reach out the window

And scoop handfuls

That would sit in my palms like mounds of whipped cream

Released from God’s unending charger

The forest gave way to a river flowing

Waves rolling

As I and my fellow passengers sailed high above

Short moments passed and the pink that had scattered

Gathered on the horizon

Marching in formation

Preparing to salute the end of another day

Farewell

Goodbye

To the day and my new friends

I will not forget you, dear sisters far away

Who only days ago I did not know

But who are now ingrained in my heart

Part of my eternity

Soon the plane will dip below the cloud line

Where my family waits for my return

I will share with them our experiences

Our tears, laughter, songs and prayers…

And the goodies you so kindly sent

Now tucked inside my travel bag

I will think of you often

When I look to the sky and remember your sweetness

Like sparkling mounds of whipped cream