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