I hear everything across the wide open spaces
silence between horizons carrying their treasure
a rainbow of colours for my eyes to follow
the depths of the surrounding seas fathomed
souls of Mankind and a shepherd to lead them.

let me be your dying sun and you the parched Earth beneath me longing for the taste of water on your lips.

she sells hope and a little more of the highway, but that road never goes anywhere

and it never ends

the sun, shimmering white through the blue, fathoms above me.

and she will always torment you with honey and hemlock

I watched my balloon
float far away;
up and up above
the trees that sway.
It soon floated right
out of view;
My balloon had dreams,
so away it flew.
It went straight up,
left, then right!
The wind pushed it
out of my sight.
I fear I shall not
see my balloon again;
My poor balloon
was my only friend.