It’s not a right
But I will be fine
I will fly away
To a higher place
Where exciting escapades
Awaits me

My heart will escape
Into futuristic enchantment
Trail the sirenic grasslands
With the pearlescent horses,
The lionized lions, serenade
With the superb
Out of this world birds
As they soar to shore
To salute me, soothe my soul
With their glamorous glow

They will open a newfound gateway
To monumentally scenic marvels
That draws me deepest within
Their galvanic extremes
Too much brightness
That shines intensely in my eyes
Gives my aliveness more vibrance
And power to arise to grander heights