I wonder what’s there to see that can engross me
The altitude that may likely make me giddy
Or the multitude greeneries wedging beautifully
Will my echo get to the sky or will it just pass me by
Once I bellow my wishes and goodbyes
I have longed to be on top of the alp
That summit that seems heaven from where I stand
Maybe tempestuous winds will ram my stance
But can it make me want to come back to the ground
I have longed to see what it looks like
To look down to that spot where I used to look up
My neck turned immobile due to prolong looking up
Maybe looking down wouldn’t hurt just as much
I have longed to see what my eyes can capture to see
Infinity, ecstasy, lunacy, tranquility, they’re there for free
Or maybe just a solemn me looking down on things natural to me
Well let me see; surely there're a lot more in that vicinity
I wonder what the flat looks like from there
Human race turned ants spread everywhere
All in speck and identical, no bigger no better
That even a binocular can’t drive them any closer
I have longed to climbed that beguiling pinnacle
Heaven seems nearby you could almost touch the sky
My spirit will ascend to where heavenly bodies clot
And there I would stay for as long as I want