Where shall I go to be gone so far?
Not in plane, nor ship, nor in the fastest car.
What takes me even beyond this planet?
Could a speedy cheeta or a buffalo chance it?
Does the snail carry his house to that somewhere,
It can run like the wind or be big as a bear?
Now I've always been fond of the kangaroo,
For how far it can spring without even a shoe.
But I doubt it can jump where I want to be.
Nor a whale swim to there, though it swim the whole sea!
Not a bird flying high, not a mole in the ground.
Nor an insect so small ever has found.
The place I can see when I close my eyes tight.
I open my mind and let it take flight!