In a sea of blue, in a tranquil sky, I was sailing on a cloud. I felt the awe of being allowed, questioning, why it should be I. It must have been a dream, a flight of the imagination. It was so inviting and serene, lie above and below me, the might of creation. I didn't want to be awaken, from that place I'd been taken. The sun was sinking, a golden hue. I knew not who I was beholden to, for the wonders I had been shown. A trip into the great unknown. I was back on solid ground in the twilight, a full moon was rising. I felt no fear, nor fright, but it was not surprising. As I came to my senses, I tried to account for my experiences. Was I awash in another realm with an unknown captain at the helm?