The Earthen Treasure of Mystery

The river is wide, and filled with the riches of the world.

We first must venture out into the unknown to get there.

So take a ride upon a magic carpet.

Spin around the flor de lis, and listen to the rain.

Nothing shall ever remain the same.

Fill your imaginary bowl with wonder.

For some day my child,

You will be nothing more than asunder.

Take that quick breath and dive in deep.

To the river of love,

One we don’t feel, but speak.

Our language is all but one of the same,

When you take that trip to the earthen name.

Never remain the same.