Transition Poem by Cerulean Celyn

I'll tell you if you asked
The secrets of the world
Or our society
Does no one care to know?
Does no one else thirst for the unknown?
For that phantom planet past here?
A reversed earth,
It waits to be found...
Please tell me, if you know
Why snow looks like fallen diamonds
Or stars so distantly close to our hearts
Does anyone see this beauty?
Does anyone else feel this earth-bound?
A dismal earth,
It waits to be lost...
I'll tell you, for your sake
One million realities
Or dreams to get lost in
Does anyone look past the moon?
Can't anyone help but feel something more?
Transition,
It waits to be found...