Up above my head I hear airplanes in
the sky, buzzing over my head like an
iron bee.
Down below the bridge I see bats fluttering
by with their squeaks loud as a lion.
Over the hill so green I touch the flowers
bright as a sunset on the beach when
the sky is burning from the heat.
Under the light I feel like everything is
going to be okay in the end and I really do
believe that I am happy.