Somewhere over the rainbow,
A land divinely bestowed,
Where the Bell blesses lone souls,
And love doesn't collect tolls.

Aloft in Heavens beyond,
Angels prance hither and yond,
Cheering ones deeply depressed,
Leaving no minds in a mess.

I've only dreamed of this land,
A land with chances so grand.
If not there, I can't have you.
Eternally, I'm beshrewed.

"The slightest shade of you,
Valleys my mind in fabulous blue."
Such is beauty's enthusion,
That minds swell with confusion.



(Quote taken from The Beautiful Changes by Richard Wilbur)