over the rainbow

So when we landed in Rosedale that Saturday the 28th of June, we weren't in Toronto anymore, but only Grandma was over the rainbow to see us.

Somewhere over the rainbow My son waits for me, There in the presence of our Heavenly Father He's as happy as can be.

Even if it is finished and we have no souls, there may still be some higher order of intelligence out there, somewhere over the rainbow, or in a parallel universe we cannot see.