To fade from this place

To fade away from this place,
To exist in a world of dreams.
To forget the confinements of space,
And to float away on moon beam.

To die without death,
To float without memory,
And let the spectacle take away your breath,
Without the visit to the infirmary.

To ride into the sunset,
With the warmth of the day,
And carry a passion that just won't let,
You in the same place to stay.

To fly with the birds,
Amongst a flock of geese,
And watch the roaming herds,
Underneath the high shy breeze.

To swim with the whales,
At a graceful pace,
And listen to the tales,
Of the brine, as it washes across your face.

To run with a equestrian herd,
To feel that free,
Without the solitude of the bird,
But to go with family as far as the eye can see.

To fade away from this place,
To exist in a world of dreams.
To forget the confinements of space,
To live a different life, or so it would seem.