To White Cloud

I am puny in comparison to you
But I could think as feathery as you are
like when I travel
I'd rather think you are following me as a delighted chaperon
changing the smile to cheer me up
on the long and speechless journey

I am getting lighter as I gets older
prepare to become dust I guess
with you flying me to the heaven
which would be more imaginable than white light
that all are talking about
I am sure you will give me a tip or two
since your endless shapes might just be inspired
by those endless souls you have accompanied
even though when I think about it
soul might be one of those light beams
of the white light gathers in the heaven
Regardless, I like some variation you have
to come along
I simply don't want to think in afterlife
the physics anymore than this life

Let's cheer with rainbows
they are forever colorful in whatever life