Far across the hills,
O'er and through the dales
Where only those with the strongest wills
Might dare to follow these trails.
Rests a place of virtue,
Where love and peace abound
And harm may never find you,
Should this land ever be found.
Yet it is hard to find
If you do not understand
How you must open your own mind
To find this hidden land.
To settle yourself among the sticks and trees,
Then follow your heart, like a bird on the breeze.