Standing on clouds with wings spread apart, circling above the earth silhouetted by moonlight, beings of majestic form spiral downwards then back up again. Like shades of a form filled with the purest light, they fly across the sky, transcending the earthly realm. Images cast on silver clouds and shadows shown upon the earth. They wind their way over the water and let their wake stir up frothy waves. Sailing back high into the clear night sky against a back drop of the starry host. They shimmer and glow singing a chorus as soft as morning dew. In a wonderful display of other worldly agility, they bring comfort to all who happenstance to see them. Then as quickly as they took to their cloudy stage, they fade into the morning light as wisp of smoke that fade from a child's dream. Leaving only the memory of angels in flight that danced with joy through the heavens for a fleeting moment in time.