Soar above the clouds,

Glide above the sky.

Free your soul of the shrouds,

Let your spirit fly.

Let it see the great ocean,

Majestic, deep and blue.

As it swells with waves in motion,

A swell will grow in you.

Let it watch the dusk,

All about the world.

As the Artist paints red to rust,

Your soul will be unfurled.

Let it gaze upon the stars,

Shimmering with faded light.

In a place with no cities, roads, or cars,

Your soul will gaze on their forgotten might.

It will soar to its own Eden.

After seeing the world forsooth,

Your soul will live with great élan.

In nature, it will find eternal youth.