Beyond inquiring minds
Who dream to reap
From the plains
I treasure in thought

Where grandeur unfolds
In bright
Cosmic splendor

And the tame winds
Comb
The swaying blades
In rapture
With fortunate travelers

It is beyond
These far-away
And glossy panes

Where the binds
Of the earth
Lay in shards

Beneath
The dense
And havoc-bred fog