Are there aliens

inside the clouds? Who is there --


rummaging about?

My imagination runs rampant. Images I cannot control. I fear myself. I can't close my eyes or they'll creep inside. These far off lands own me, I'm only a vessel to tell their twisted stories.

The floor is ceiling:

you see a metal flower --


spinning beneath you!

Some people assume and say
they  bring nothing on their birth
and take nothing on their way
when they leave this earth

But I strongly oppose
as  I observed with perception
it isn’t odd as you suppose
and will accept without objection

The soul brings its body
to live as something in this world
either man or a lady
or an animal or a bird

At one day or so
it reaches  its extremity
none can say no
to the wishes of Almighty

From this world of worries
where dooms cannot be stopped
soul from here usually carries
two sacks that can’t be dropped

Good deeds in one sack
and sin in the other
they carry on their back
to the place where all gather

The judgement is given
based on the two sacks
it goes to hell or heaven
from where it again comes back

Thus for sure I say
A soul brings a body on its birth
and takes it’s deeds on its way
when it leaves the earth

A dark clay raven hung at a windowpane
to ward off bright songbirds from glass.
It never spoke a word, nor did it feign
to know of a departed late lass.

I asked it my questions, expecting more
conversation than it had on offer,
but plainly it found me a tedious bore
for it stayed quiet. Not much of a talker.

The brief encounter left me po-faced
as I’d been led to expect more from him.
So I turned away, belying a trace
of disappointment weighing within.

Then I heard the wind, and nothing much else
except the song of birds who’d survived
thanks to the clay raven who hung by a belt
in front of a window to keep it disguised.

Open your eyes, little child
It's no longer dark, can you feel the Sun?
Should I bring it down so you can hold it in your arms?
If it sounds good, give me a light nod

Can you hear that? Space is calling.
Come with me, we'll build a spaceship
Hold my hand close and don't drop it
Let's take it to the Moon or wherever you feel is cool

Hold your breath a little longer
Isn't the spacesuit the coolest thing, hm?
It's time to let go of the world and it's unspoken words
Let the people who made you sad stay
So, what do you say?

You'll be surprised to know
It's all vip for you
There's never-ending pixie dust
And everything you desire
Just close your eyes and picture it for me.

Woooh... The road's a bit shaky
But that's part of the takeoff
Would you like a hug?
It's good to know we'll only go up

Will you be surprised to know,
That I'm not much smarter than you
I might be a hero for you but I'm weak for me
Younger me, please love me and I'll love you too

Closed my eyes and i can feel you.
Open your eyes, little child.