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.