
Enlightened west world,
as the sunlight in the north,
bright, only partial.

Enlightened west world,
as the sunlight in the north,
bright, only partial.

Shrivelling over time,
crippling under the world’s weight—
the ageing, the tree.

Wander on, dear soul,
through the woods, the bush and bark—
life, a rainbow dream.

Clear skies, green signals,
bare streets, waiting horizons,
prepare to take off.

No crime, exploring—
defy laws of gravity
be framed by nature.