To the Lincoln Memorial, where profound dreams seize the body,
To the eighty-sixth floor of the Empire State Building, gazing at the all embracing skyline
To the Hoover Dam, baptized in a vicious flow of water over the massive cement,
Miles away he hides in the dense fog of the Golden Gate Bridge,
And across the Pacific, to the Great Barrier Reef he swims in an infinite watery bliss free of care,
Ages and ages away he spins the defiant cloth with Gandhi in India,
To the trenches of the Great War where he fires one glorious bullet after another,
To the Great Wall of China fortifying a sacred defense against the enemy,
To the sands of the Sahara, drowned by the vast expanse of nothing but powder
Worn, he visits Ha-long bay, lying in tranquil repose fishing amongst the villagers,
To the pyramids of Egypt, to the Norwegian fjords, to the Eiffel Tower, to a galactic enterprise,
He ascends beyond the most imaginative of fantasies,
eventually falling into a sorrowful descent into an abyss known as reality.