Just Beneath the Clouds

There is sunshine beyond the clouds

Way above our puny heads

Beyond the secondary light of moonshine

And her third cousin’s twinkling

Stars that brighten the show;

Beyond the production of our collective heads

Beyond the ramifications of our conceived

Conceited eternal destinies

Beyond the mechanical eyes’ reach

Light has yet to illuminate

Our mortal souls.

Satellites circle our circumferences

And answer every angle we inspire,

But when

Oh when!

You mortal souls

Will you understand

Just

And only just

What is clouded?