Origin

Ambling paused at the brink of a precipice
A moral stride inside
Seized up careless
Soil and its trammels had little left to contain me
Wandering these infinite heights unchained me

I survey the distance deep in my mind
Arousing madness
Horizons redefined
The sweep of the sky rather than prospects below
To see beyond sight as I'm eager to know

I’d never taste of death but once no moral stride inside begun
The opening edge on the boundless depth wandering