What do you think happens up there
while we’re plodding along down here?
I wonder what we miss.
Do the clouds do cartwheels
when we’re not looking?
Might the birds just float
in mid-air?
Could angels appear
right out of the blue
and vanish when we feel
them hovering?
We may never know,
but I have a feeling
there’s more up there
than meets the eye.
