Looking Past the Cover

OHH...majestic mountain-that lay before me,
How will I ever cross?
If the hills unfurrell and let me pass,
The lesson forever lost!
OHH...silky cloud-master of the levetate,
How will I ever reach?
If you pick me up and take me away,
The adventure forever bleached!
OHH...splenede ocean-that shapes and moves,
How will I ever swim?
If you carry me far, to another land,
The journey forever dim!

My hands will swell
against the rugged rock,
My ears will clog
from the flight with the flock,
And my stomach will queeze
till I reach the next dock.

You can't read the book until you open the cover.