On the island of Mysa,

I saw green splodges

Like Nude, Green Leaves and Bust.

On the island of Sol,

I heard a roar of raging eagles

As the sky-glider scored through the sky 

The night snoozed.

On the island of Heros,

I felt the memory of loneliness 

Filling the atmosphere.

On the island of Consus,

I witnessed sand 

Like golden orbs.

On the island of Nova,

I watched the fumes from a race 

Cars trail behind leaving 

Smoke to rise.