Should I Have Stayed

Through hills that glisten of a jade, I ask myself should I have stayed. As golden sunlight breaks thru storms, I now know beauty in endless forms. Here I slumber on the chest, Of this earth whose peaceful rest, Has breathed to me a wanderlust, Whose power swoons, whose cheeks are flushed. How blessed am I to hold the hand, To count the stars, to walk, to stand. Here I am with countless powers. With eyes for sight, with nose for flowers. But what chance should be that I cannot, Have sight for stars, have mind for thought. So blessed am I to be so whole, With beating heart, with throbbing soul. What fancies the hearts and wraps it so tight. To dance in the dark beneath the moonlight?