The Opportunist Travels

The clouds dance across the sky,
The sway in the air.
Inhale and exhaling wind.

To fly above it, within it.
Only to land beneath it.

On gravitated, eroding lands.
And rising bodies of water.

But a land among dreams, to hold you.
We must watch you go now.
Lock fear in a drawer,
And fasten courage to your seatbelt,
Ignite the wings.

And here comes take off.