I am the footprint in the sand. I am the wind that sweeps the land. I am the eyeglass of a blinded man. In the heat of desire, I'm a starfire falling down from the sky.
“(Journey to the sacred
ground of Dreamland)
To one's heart's content I'll be free again
(Visions telling secrets on the Dreamland)
And my fortune ends
in the Wishing Well
”
