What if the world was a large oyster
Hiding in plain sight like an imposter
What if the mountains are a pile of mud
Left behind after a devastating flood
Imagine if the sun is just another light
Switched on to help see clearly at night
What if the wind is a deliberate whiff
By someone having a sigh of relief.
Can the waves be an unnecessary ripple
Put into motion by someone whimsical
What if the reality is something else
A long twisted maze of empty shells
Can it be shaped the way we want it to be
As there is no limit to all that we can see...