Better Things

better things
A world upside down and walking on unknown surface I sit to watch a girl between two worlds. A white cloud appears in the distant corner, like a cave she walks in. Light shines and angels fly inside this huge palace. But she is not happy. She looks up to where the flower petals fall and sees the world she may not touch. All she has is this palace and hanging chandeliers of trees and flowers which she may never reach. She cries and her tears fall down on the trees. She is lost and without wings. The wind blows and she smells the flowers and all is safe and sound. But she wants wonders natural and wild on the ground.
I ask her whats wrong and she says she knows of no danger and may fear nothing here. What is here to explore except what is behind that white door?
 but we can touch the stars, I said, Look how bright and pretty and we can sit on the moon and watch the sun follow us across the universe.
But what can we do but sit and watch the fun?
Youll find your reasons to love the sun, but you are angry
She throws a star as far as she can and it falls on this black floor in a spash and its lihgt goes out and dies.
we sit under the moon and she cries. why does god give us something to live for but tell us we cant have it until we die? like that star unable to fall to the surface until it has no sense to know where it is.
Sometimes things have to fall apart so better things can come together.