Look past the trees
That are reds and blues
And see the bees
Of different shades and hews
Or over the mountains
That stand with frosting caps
And play in the fountains
And do a couple laps
Go visit the castle
Built to touch the sky
And if it isn't a hassel,
Maybe imagine some wings and fly
Because this is your place
And whatever you think
Is in your mind's space
Just be on the brink
And maybe imagine some more
