The vanguard is open
To anyone underneath the stars at twilight
Silver springs and thirsty vines
Moonflowers glow in scopes of eternity
Starcycle hypercube oaths of secrecy
Strawberry fields and pillars of destiny
Immaculate web of star strands
The diagonals of moonlight behind a glass curtain
Mystical waterfall vignette
Peppermint winds of the elven road lead to moss gardens
Oscillations of the windy meadow yield doubloons
Indigo, morning fog in a drop of mind
Whispering, temple of the moon carpet ride
Mystery. Mastery