Alone.

Alone I spend my days,

With an encumbrance in my hand,

Loneliness overwhelms my ways,

As empty as a solitary strand.

But forever I shall be my own,

On desolate meadows I shall prance,

I shall touch the stars all alone,

And in the firmament, I shall dance.

Leisurely I shall ascent tall mountains,

Always meeting disparaging eyes,

And float in my warm, exultant fountains,

And in these profound waters, I shall fly.

Those Beasts lark at my visions,

Constantly doubting my dreams,

I shall fight these incisions,

Conquering all that conquers me.

They will look, they will laugh,

But one day they will see,

That I can tear entire peaks apart,

And these dreams, they will believe.

But forever I shall be my own,

On desolate meadows I shall prance,

I shall touch the stars all alone,

And in the firmament, I only shall dance.