Over those cragged mountains
and beyond that wavering sea,

Where not even language can go
Nor my imagination can flee.

But if I could glide
~Over and beneath~
Perhaps you could see

Similarity in those,
Lost forgotten dreams.

Rational thinking doesn't
Complete the picture for me.

Bound by natural laws,
It is from this, I wish to be free.

But when my mind teeters on that brink
Of those worlds beyond, I can think.

Perhaps I've lost it,
And if so you can have your business.

But be minded that there is a fruit
That bares this length

To absolve this world
and swallow it whole!

Beyond this domain, solid and cold,
To which I travel, is the realm of my soul!