A Good View

The clouds stretched across in a perfect pattern, evenly spaced across the sky And the mountainside was dappled in shadows from the sun punching the clouds with light The treetops shined with a promise that change was within their branches Sprawling upward and teasingly swaying in the breeze Just waiting for me to climb up and reach them But I'm just sitting in the car Head on the window Mentally grabbing the clouds Sunshine on my face Drifting off into the shadows The whole sight a gift for weary eyes