I shall move up and above the skies,
Not even considering or bringing up a thought,
I shall glide continuously into the endless heavens
With no plan of ever returning
To the place of my origination.
I shall uphold myself higher, and higher
And travel the world
And into it’s corners,
And see what beautiful arts nature has given us.
And during the sun’s set,
I shall lay peacefully on a cloud’s end
And see the sun’s many colors blend
Into the darkness.
Oh, what a life it would be!
If only Imagination could be like this.