
Vibrantly orange
leaping ahead of our plane,
ghost cloud leads the way.

Vibrantly orange
leaping ahead of our plane,
ghost cloud leads the way.

Decked up and ready,
primed to take the storms head on—
pilot grabs the mic.

Dark clouds amassing:
surfers moan and tourists groan;
storm chasers rejoice.

Tiny blocks of land,
Lego houses by the coast—
overhead plane spies.

Far away from land
where all of life seems tiny
God complex reins high