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 Heaven's hearken
Reaching, reaching, reaching, oh
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 Heaven's hearken
Reaching, reaching, reaching
Into the ether
Ready for the garden
Into it deeper
Even Heaven's hearken
Into the ether
Ready for the garden
Into it deeper
Even Heaven's hearken
Reaching, reaching, reaching