Transmigration

Filled my

Wicker basket to the brim

With salt spicy foods

I feel like a king

Because now

In a few thousand miles

I've seen and done it all

All thanks to my daughter

Who understood

That treatment would do me no good

Now in less than a year

I've been everywhere

Mostly at sea

And some in the air

High

From my

Cold

Norway along the coast

Through Russian waters in my old boat

And we challenged the sea of Okhotsk

Volcanoes and Japanese docks

Temples and a kind monk

Who shared his tea

With a freezing Norwegian

From the sea

We crossed the Pacific

In a Brigantine

Heard the island tern's soft scream

The lighthouse at God's pocket

Sea stars and seals

Orca whales in the gleam

Shining down

Through junipers and silver firs

I pulled our provisions

Right out of the earth

Through a modernized scary dark place

I ran and I ran

Through fire and flames

And I rebuilt

A worn out balloon

Sailed in the air

With the sun and the moon

Now I'm flying away

Up up and away

We crossed the Pacific

In a Brigantine heard the island

Tern's soft scream

The lighthouse at God's pocket

Sea stars and seals

Orca whales in the gleam