Mystical

Who am I to say what makes the world go around. And what keeps us all stationed on the ground. Night becomes day and day becomes night. Predictions of UFO seen on sight. Stars up in the sky that twinkle in the air. Calming the storm with weather so fair. The moon staring down as if to say hello. Caught in one place with no where to go. There's summer winter fall and the spring. And birds up above that spread their wings. Nature in itself so very hard to explain. Questions like that I just let remain. Oceans and seas so great in their size. Oncoming things thats beauty to the eyes. Mystical world thats part of the unknown. Things unnoticed that sits all alone.