I start up in the North   I grow from special seed   I sprinkle it with sensibility   From French and Hungarian snow   I linger in the sprouting until my engine's full.      Then I move across the sea   To European bliss   To language of poets   As I cut the cord of home   I kiss my Mother's Mother   Look to the horizon.      Wide eyed, new ground   Humbled by my new surroundings.      I am a citizen of the planet   My president is Kwan Yin   My frontier is on an airplane   My prisons: homes for rehabilitating.      Then I fly back to my nest   I fly back with my nuclear   But everything is different.      So I wait   My yearn for home is broadened   Patriotism expanded   By callings from beyond.      So I pack my things   Nothing precious; all things sacred.      I am a citizen of the planet   My laws are all of attraction   My punishments are consequences   Separating from source the original sin.      I am a citizen of the planet   Democracy's kids are sovereign   Where the teachers are the sages   And pedestals fill with every parent.      And so, next few years are blurry   The next decade's a flurry   Of smells and tastes unknown.      Threads sewn straight through this fabric   Through fields of every color   One culture to another.      I come alive and I get giddy   I am taken and globally naturalized.      I am a citizen of the planet   From simple roots through high vision   I am guarded by the angels   And my body guides the direction I go in.      I am a citizen of the planet   My favorite past time: edge stretching   Besotten with human condition   These ideals are born from my deepest within.