Inside the Clouds

While flying along huge thunderheads were forming; creating mammoth white walls in the sky.

I flew between them, preserving my little plane from the violent weather within.

Eventually, there was no way around.

My little plane was engulfed in grey. Fixing my eyes on my instruments, I focused on the instruments. Just keep her flying - I whisper.
My heart is racing.

When I break out of the clouds, I see a blue sky with a stadium of clouds surrounding me.

I am in the clear for now!