Heaven in a Box

Once, On a trip during a series of gloomy days
I sat in my seat; thus engaged - To ponder idle
thoughts of simple possibility.

For on the edge of these breaking clouds
lining brightly their misty shroud - were hints
bespeaking some infinite tranquility.

For who, here, could possibly come to know,
Whats behind those simple clouds, and glows
with such beauty, and potential-
...Such lambent fury!