A Wisp of Cloud

A wisp of cloud so close you could nearly touch it in Scotland, like a ribbon of water droplets beckoning for you to slip your fingers through it. And if you did, if you ran your hand into the mist, what would it feel like? Would it just be wet and cool?
Or would it be something so much more? Something that evolved from deep within the earth, made its way to the surface of the rough land, flowed into a river or swirled in a lake or fed a deep bottomless sea? And then made its way to heaven again? Now, it drifts overhead, ancient as any water source, newly birthed just like the water cycle continues to flow unending from heaven to earth to heaven again.
I see a cloud, a sea serpent, a ribbon of life that will reform itself like a shapeshifting wolf. You knew I'd have to mention something about wolves in my post, didn't you? LOL
What do you see?
Terry"Giving new meaning to the term alpha male."www.terryspear.com