of the sunset stands my house,
There … and east of the dawn;
North to the arctic runs my yard;
South to the Pole, my lawn;
Seven seas are to sail my ships
To the ends of the earth … beyond;
Drifters’ gold is for me to spend
For I am a vagabond.
cities are mine to loot;
The queen of my earth to wed;
Fruits of the world are mine to eat;
The couch of a king, my bed;
All that I see is mine to keep;
Foolish, the fancy seems
But I am rich with the wealth of Sight,
The coin of the realm of dreams.