I will put in my magic box
A glass slipper from Antarctica
A flickering flint from France
A feather from an ancient moa
I will put in my magic box
The water from lake Wakatipu
The leaf from Tane Mahuta
The flame of a candle that danced in the dark
I will put into my magic box
A sleeping snake who snores softly
A throne from Buckingham Palace
A Sun that played peek-a-boo with the clouds
I will put into my magic box
The seed from a sunny sunflower that smells sweet
The babies voice that is music to my ears
The marshmallow clouds from the sky
My Box is my made out of fire and ice. My Box is made out of rose thorns and lava from Mount Tambora. My box is made out of wood and steel. My boxes hinges are made from elephant toe joints.
I shall swim in my box, in the wild waters of the Indian ocean, then soar all the way to Japan where I will go to Kinkaku-ji, where I will meditate to the sounds of the Copper Pheasant.