I wonder...
Past the blue, and past the white. Around the sun, and out of the galaxy. Maybe there is a place, just like ours. Worse or even better. Prettier or nastier. With things, living or not, who roam around this mysterious place. They may dance or sing, or talk or walk, slither or slime.
I wonder some more...
Maybe in this world of mysterious things, they think or ponder. They may cry or weep, or skip and smile. What do they look like, what do they sound like. Who are they?
I wonder one last time...
Maybe on this different far away world, they are thinking of us. Of who we are, what we do, how we live. And maybe they look into the sky of stars, and see a twinkle, that is ours...
~Bri:)
