I hail from the highland halls of Hermosa, Colorado.
It is from this homely dwelling,
That I have gone out into the world.
I have traveled far || from corner to corner.
The curve of the earth has not been hidden from my eyes,
And the clouds have not been out of my reach.
I have wielded the power of flight,
Like the winged-animals of the sky.
Nothing is beyond my grasp,
And the horizon is merely my next adventure.