My aunt says thunder is angels bowling.
My dad says it’s just the world happening around us.

My mom says the world is a dot in the galaxy.
My grandfather says it’s just us.

My grandma says the clouds are visions.
My brother says clouds are rain.

My aunt says rain is a magical dew that brings life.
My teacher says it’s just climate.

My mom says we’re stardust.
My dad says we’re the rain.
My aunt says we’re the sky.
My grandfather says we’re the earth.

What do I think?
I think we’re us.