Keep On

You look out the car window at the yellow lines as they become one solid line. You up at the sky and with the realization that the sky does not in fact move you are able to see the clouds as they are naturally formed. The blue sky in the backdrop allows you to feel a requiescence that cannot be described, and you are reluctant to look away in that this feeling will escape you forever. Like so many others you've lost or let go of, this you can't, no, refuse to relinquish. There was no work put into this phenomenon, it just passed over you and put at ease without any effort. It is time now for reality to take over as a physical feeling now catches your attention. The car has stopped and you have reached your geographical destitation. You knew all along that this could have only lasted so long, yet you realize that the sky does not in fact move. Tomorrow those same clouds will grace a blue backdrop and once again that serene feeling will return.