The poem is more about imagining your own distant shores, guided by these words. Feel the euphoria and live.
Every time I close my eyes, I fantasize. The distant shores of mystery lands. A white mountain blazing red in the sunlight. The banyan, the fig, and the oak bow to the wise. The mingling of the clouds and the sky makes me blush, Want to roll in thy arms. Every time I close my eyes, I find myself flowing with the blissful waters of a mighty river. Suddenly, a wee drop of rain kisses my cheek, I look up to see the trees that smile at me. I go on ages and ages, dreaming of a place I’ve never been. Because every time I close my eyes, I fantasize.
