On a Cloud




The small cloud I am on is young and light, just recently formed above the Atlantic Ocean and traveling now with the city of Bridgetown in sight. From high above the city dwellers look like busy bees while the horns of the numerous mini buses reach us at regular intervals. The colorful hustle and bustle is captivating.

My cloud brings some relief in the heat of the day: a 15-second shower, barely refreshing. Nobody leaves the street despite the droplets, on the contrary: the inhabitants all keep themselves busy as usual, indifferent to the blessing from the sky. A little shade means a few fresher seconds, most welcome today.

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