watching clouds dance

The clouds danced for me last night.
I turned off all the lights, I turned off the TV.

I lay on the floor – on my back, watching them.
Only these did not change shape.

They did not turn into elephants crossing the Serengeti.
No whales swimming in the ocean.
I did not see them change into puppies, or ice-cream cones.

They came to life –
Vivid bright life as lightning waltzed and jived and tangoed -

They did the flamango! The lightning and the clouds.

I never knew the two danced so well together.
Such extremes – so do opposites attract?

It was like I was in a marine world,
Watching safely from behind the glass.
A curios child, scared to get too close,
And oh so eager to be right up front,
Right inside…

I also want to dance in the clouds.