w/a/n/t

I want to be a vibrant valley,
Rolling hills for miles to see.
Let the vast blue ocean,
Take me up, down, swallow me.

I want to be a growing redwood,
Reaching up into the sky.
I am the rain that's pouring down,
Raise your fingers; feel me cry.

I want to be the sun that shines,
Gleaming rays of life upon.
I want to be the creeping darkness,
And the beautiful colors of approaching dawn.

I want to be the whistling wind,
Caressing natures beautiful ways.
I want to be,

All of tomorrows ; and all of today's.