Blue tulip island
A painter’s heaven
Secretly was hidden
On a serene afternoon
White Calla lilies
A fairy’s favorite
Tranquilly were arranged
In a saffron mirage
Who inscribed an epic
Upon the nomad’s prairie
Troops of medieval knights
Stomping and shouting
Sought a panacea
For their Majesty
Was there such a thing
Could it cure my wandering gene
Longing to be settled
In an idyllic and peaceful scene
