The Homeward Vow
Upon those windswept summits of Mauna KeaI will gaze outward to twilit skiesUntil the Tristars of Summer reveal themselves
From the night sands of Punalu'uI set sail across Pacific seasTo where I shall climb atop the steps of TikalAnd there, the mysteries of Orion will unravel
In the passing waves of the blue CaribbeanI reach ashoreAnd ascend the angelic falls of Kerepakupai VenáI gaze aboveAs lonesome Venus looms overhead
Beyond the veiled mists of Serra do MarThe city of Rio de Janeiro comes into viewAnd from atop Cristo RedentorMimosa sweetly smiles down below
The Sea of Atlas, which beckons me again,Takes me far yonder to A' GhàidhealtachdAnd row by row, the Seven Sisters guide me
In the quiet and peaceful town of CuxhavenWhere falling shards of light disturbs the nightAnd in its wake, a plume of astralworksSpiraling in the awe Sylvester that it resembles
The tulip fields of HollandWith windmills on the horizon, turning in the windI board the hot air balloonWhose vibrant colors likens to that from belowAnd whose flame is that of Mars up above
The calm and soothing air upon my faceAs I hover over Danmark, and over NorgeCheerful cows prance on the countryside of IkastWhile in Langedrag, a horned moon rises
Over the river of Kokemäki and Lake KulovesiI make my way through the isles of Muhu and SaaremaaWatching as Mercury passes across the fading sunset
I close my eyes and fall asleepDreaming that I strode pass the street of JaunielaAnd along the avenue of GediminasMy reverie entangled within the Veil Nebula
I now descend upon the woods of ancient BiałowieżaSilvery streams carve upon the Puszcza Biała of MasoviaAnd in the company of the hooting owlI kneel to commune with spirits forlornAs the Milky Way observes from on high
The towery pinnacles of Пішчалаўскі замакAnd of beautiful Собор Василия БлаженногоThe golden capped Михайлівський золотоверхийEchoes the breaking of a new dawn
I arrive atop majestic KékesWhere the noble red deer grazesUnder the watchful eye of Csodaszarvas
And deep within the enigmatic Pădurea HoiaTime has no meaningYet I still move forwardEvery step a single glisten from the sacral star
A summer's child on the fields of LadaThe lonely widow o'er the wintry graves of MoranaFinding solace within the rings of Saturn
From mountainous Pic de l'Estanyo of AndorraTo the Petrified Forest of مرواهI enter the sungate on the isle of ΝάξοςUpon which Apollo shall soon rise again
And through the Aegean SeaI arrive at Altın BoynuzMaking my way to הַכֹּתֶל הַמַּעֲרָבִיAnd visiting ancient كَهَف شانِدَرUnder the mesmerizing asperatus clouds
From the breathtaking ताजमहल that speaks of loveTo the gold adorned ພຣະທາດຫຼວງI arrive at the Tomb of Khải ĐịnhOnly to wish upon a falling star
Above the twin towers of Kuala LumpurAnd atop Mount RinjaniI can see الدبران in its faint reddish glow
The great statues of 석굴암, 高徳院, and 樂山大佛And in the new world, the Fresque des QuébécoisAll tell a tale, a storyAs cosmic energies align through all things
After a time once lost and forgottenI will gaze homeward to the midnight skyAnd call upon the Great Bear,Whose hide shrouds 'neath these seven stars,"Guide my way to the North Star."
And when I find her, I will implore,"Shine your unwavering light belowAnd guide my path to the place I once called homeHome in the valley below Denali's peaks."