The City Above the Clouds

The forest is deep and somber,
Layer upon layer, as if softening the clamor of the world.
Looking upward, the city lies hidden within the clouds.
It does not draw near, nor does it beckon you forward;
It simply stands in silence.
No one is ever asked to leave in haste.
This city is neither a reward nor a sanctuary,
But a reminder of direction:
The sacred dwells within the mist,
And hope has never faded.
When sunlight filters through the clouds,
The forest turns gentle.
You move on—not because all is clear,
But because the journey ahead
Is still worth your faith.