I want to watch the sun rise on Mt. Kanchenjunga
And feel its warm rays seep down to my heart

I want to lie down on a moist grass carpet
And feel the rhythm of my own heart beat

I want to watch the sky lying down
And see the stars shine down on me

I want to sleep on a rustic canoe
And let the lakes waters gently rock me deep

I want to drink sweet nectar
Freshly drawn from a wild flower

I want to ride a stallion
Bareback with no saddle and stirrup

I want to fly out into space
And look at earth down below

I want to reach to my fellow man
And comfort him when he’s down

I want to lend a helping hand
And lift up the ones who are in need

I want to live a full life
And live on after I am gone