I want to watch the sun rise on Mt. Kanchenjunga
And feel its warm rays seep down to my heart
I want to lie down on a moist grass carpet
And feel the rhythm of my own heart beat
I want to watch the sky lying down
And see the stars shine down on me
I want to sleep on a rustic canoe
And let the lakes waters gently rock me deep
I want to drink sweet nectar
Freshly drawn from a wild flower
I want to ride a stallion
Bareback with no saddle and stirrup
I want to fly out into space
And look at earth down below
I want to reach to my fellow man
And comfort him when he’s down
I want to lend a helping hand
And lift up the ones who are in need
I want to live a full life
And live on after I am gone
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