Airborne

Sometimes in life you find yourself

inexplicably filled with joy

over something completely surprising.

For me, I have found that something to be

early morning hot air balloons.

I have never been particularly interested 

in hot air balloons, 

and to be honest, the thought of 

flying through the air in just a basket

rather terrifies me.

So I was completely caught off-guard

by how enamored I've become

with my morning sightings.

From our tiny kitchen table we don't have much

of a view; we look east and face a busy road 

and a hospital across the street.

But over my daily bowl of cereal

I began to see balloons, 

sometimes just a couple,

but other times five, ten...

today nearly 15.

And with each sighting, I grow 

more enchanted.

I'm still not sure what it is about them

that strikes me: the rainbow of colors, 

the way they can sneak up, drifting & soaring, 

imagining the view their occupants

are experiencing.

No, I'm not sure what it is about them, 

but I know I will continue

to search for them, 

seeking the joy they bring.

I hope that you all find your own

 hot air balloons in life, 

surprising as they may be.