The World Is Mine

As I stroll along this street,
Stopping to greet the people I meet,
I notice the nooks and no-ones
Hiding small along the dismal wall.

As I lay me down to sleep,
The dreams I keep begin to seep
Out into my brain, and then
Who knows what I’ll find inside my mind.

As I blink at bright sunrise,
To my surprise, my sleepy eyes
Abruptly become so lucid and clear
And I simply gaze into that brilliant blaze.

As I wander round and round
The sun hits the ground without a sound.
The flowers, the plants, the earth do shine,
And suddenly, the world’s all mine.