The Indigo Streak

Wide-minded dreamer
From far and away
Paints pictures cleaner
With brushes, he touches the sky

No child to woman
But child no less
Though mostly human
The painter, a prophet so high

Into the ether
Ready for the garden
Into it deeper
Even heavens hearken
Reaching, reaching, reaching

Seen over sundown
Catching the stars
Above the cyclone
The indigo streak that becomes the eye

Into the ether
Ready for the garden
Into it deeper
Even heavens hearken
Reaching, reaching, reaching

Into the ether
Ready for the garden
Into it deeper
Even heavens hearken

Into the ether
Ready for the garden
Into it deeper
Even heavens hearken
Reaching, reaching, reaching