In Some World

When the world falls,

our minds think,

it's all over.

When our world stands up straighter,

our thoughts believe,

that we're truly okay. 

Suppose the world falls,

and we all grow sorrowful,

but when we find a way to get back on our feet,

we all rejoice.

Why is it so that we can feel like our world may be ending in one moment,

but then realize that it all is much better in the next?

It's almost as if we had been dreaming...

letting our imagination become one with our minds,

allowing unusual and supposedly different things to happen. 

But once we think we're awake, 

we act relieved,

joyous,

confident,

sometimes to find that nothing much has changed.

Perhaps our dreams could become real?

In some way,

in some world.  

Maybe there is a way,

some possible way,

that would let us transform our dreams,

our wishes,

our hopes,

into true things.

Could that happen?

I suppose it could.

In some wondrous place.

In some world.