Staring through,
My looking glass,
I'm in awe,
As time goes past,

Every day,
Looks like the last,
Yet it flys by,
So very fast,

I walk out,
Into the clear,
Deep in the hills,
With no one near.

I climb the length,
Of the tallest tree,
To the highest branch,
So that I can see,

Everything,
That life can be.
From the sky,
Down to the sea.

Open your mind,
Let it free,
And a world of color,
You shall see.