What the Clouds See that We Don’t

We do not even realize, here,
That their is a veil between this world
And the next
Many do not even know of a next
​World
And a next after that
Many, many worlds
Even though it smacks them
In the face
When they dream at night
And alongside
Their tiny visions
Screaming at them
To do something
When they see the clouds
Moving relentlessly
But beautifully
Overhead -
Lightness, godliness, freedom
They represent
The clouds roll in
And out of this world
To the worlds beside here
And above here
And below here