White and wispy
they floated upward
from the horizon
into the wide blue
Like snowy doves
wings spread wide
in a recurring
pattern of flight
Worries that held
tight to my heart
began to fade-
Not withdrawing
but loosening their grip
Funny how peace occupies
the most curious spaces
requiring only moments
before offering relief
I may have been
driving my car
but it was the clouds
that carried me home

My mom always said her car knew the way home. Hmmm, maybe it was the clouds after all. 😃
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