Upon the wide wings of mind,
A never ending Search for more,
Contentment show your Face no more,
In and up throughout around,
What is there professed aloud?
What isn't there resounds a prompt reply,
Scribbling wiggles within the chest of time,
Look ahead and look behind,
It's only here and there you'll find,
A brand new goal could flame the spark,
Another page to lay your art,
Go forth now and lay your tracks,
It's all been done because you came back,
Here we are! A spark of passion!
What could be? What could happen?
The pictures clear its been well developed,
Gravity dispersed while the ideas fell up,
It's all a matter of time once you've planted a seed,
Nature is you and nature is me.
