Skyline Painter

From the earth to the sky What you see is what you own Take a glance and stretch your view Swallow this universe with your eyes I am the comet flying backwards A quill of fire taken from phoenix's tail When the stars come home I paint the tree on the sky My feet have touched this soil for too long Too many years in the sorcerer's lonely chamber I have opened my mind so I open the door To bring my thoughts to practice I am the comet A quill of fire