Flipped Serendipity

Flying ships sail through fleeting clouds;
sheets against the wind, gone astray
by the gales and its direction lost.

They find the currents lead nowhere
in the heights of the sky and the blue
of the sea misplaced and turned over.

As the shimmering sun guides their sight,
the ship’s sails lay untouched by the breeze
and hope they find their way true and right.