I am light years across the galaxy
          past the event horizon.
I am obscured by clouds
beyond the mountain ranges
          broken and filled with valleys.
I am across the ocean with
          a wall of fire about me.
My face is covered with ten thousand masks;
My hand is close to my chest;
          and I like to keep some things to myself.

So,
          sail across the galaxy
          climb the mountains
          traverse the valleys
          brave ocean and fire
          take away each mask
                      
                                  and come to me.