Clouds

An endless cloudscape

Outside my little window

Stretching far-off

On the wing tip

To the immense

Encompassing

Horizon

Cloud valleys and distant cloud-mountains

Above

A cloudless pure blue sky

Below

Earthbound beings

Far too heavy for such a heaven

Fallen right through to the ground underneath

The land of angels

And all our lost souls

Our dead grandparents

Our deceased ancestors

Our passed brothers and sisters

Cousins and friends

They dwell in this strange land

We pay them a visit

In the threshold of our plane

And I wonder if

My father

Can finally get to see

My daughter