As I ride through the wilderness
On my trusty wild bronco,
Peach trees greet me by the bridge.
Joined are the realms of reality and fantasy.
Soon after, the fiery spirit of the beast begs him to buck.
I see the fire in his eyes and pray for a pleasant landing.
My wish is granted.

Over yonder, my third eye witnesses more peach trees,
Watermelon patches covered with orchids reside near the horizon,
And what resembles an orange juice waterfall immerses itself into the sunset.
Now is the time for me to absorb the aroma in the active air.
I traverse down down the trail of citrus serenity,
Making sure that all senses are on high alert.
Indeed, they are.

I hear the high-pitched squeals of the bronco from behind.
"Meeeee! Meeeee! Meeeee!"
Together, we trot into the sunset that awaits us beyond the realm of fantasy,
Into the land of star fruit, kumquats, and honey nuts.

Every acre of land is a masterpiece in Mother Nature's portfolio.
It is an ever increasing collection of art where focal points scatter about.
Exhibits feature new forms of media thrown into the public eye like grenades.
Innovative is her style.
This planet is her interactive museum.

I recommend that everyone orienteer their way through the magical highways
Using their chakras as a compass
And some form of transportation.
Never will you see me navigate by way of machinery.
Always, I shall be seen
Riding the wild bronco.

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